Mobtrap - Pop U Like Sum M paroles de (lyrics)

Pop you like some molly
Pop you like some molly
Finna pop you like some molly
Pop you like some molly
Got that lean strapped on me
Lean strapped to me
Got that lean strapped on me
Lean strapped to me

I ain't never gon' be lonely
I ain't talking to the police
Got ten bands on me, that Rollie
Niggas prayin' like they holy
Pour that lean, I ain't gon party
She be leakin' like she Carti
I be trappin' out the army
I stay rollin' up that broccoli
Fuck them hoes, got me a Barbiе
I messed up but I ain't sorry
She said "comе get me in a Rarri", hoe
Who you think you is?
I ain't coppin' for no bitch
Stackin' dough I make it quick
I got ice to fit the fit
Whip to fit the drip

Pop you like some molly
Pop you like some molly
Finna pop you like some molly
Pop you like some molly
Got that lean strapped on me
Lean strapped to me
Got that lean strapped on me
Lean strapped to me pop you like some molly
Pop you like some molly
Finna pop you like some molly
Pop you like some molly
Got that lean strapped to me
Lean strapped on me
Got that lean strapped to me
Lean strapped on me

Every night my crib be lit huh, huh
She can't come up, she ain't it nah, nah
Shawty wanna see my drip
She finna drown in this tsunami
Met her twice she call me "tati"
Hold my choppa, hold it steady
I been sleeping off five xannies
Off five xannies
Pour that lean, but after Henny

Pop you like some molly
Pop you like some molly
Finna pop you like some molly
Pop you like some molly
Got that lean strapped on me
Lean strapped to me
Got that lean strapped on me
Lean strapped to me pop you like some molly
Pop you like some molly
Finna pop you like some molly
Pop you like some molly
Got that lean strapped to me
Lean strapped on me
Got that lean strapped to me
Lean strapped on me

I ain't never gon' be lonely
I ain't talking to the police
Got ten bands on me, that Rollie
Niggas prayin' like they holy
Pour that lean, I ain't gon party
She be leakin' like she Carti
I be trappin' out the army
I stay rollin' up that broccoli
Fuck them hoes, got me a Barbie
I messed up but I ain't sorry
She said "come get me in a Rarri", hoe
Who you think you is?
I ain't coppin' for no bitch
Stackin' dough I make it quick
I got ice to fit the fit
Whip to fit the drip

MO-MO-MOB, nah she Cardi
The army, the broccoli the Barbie, uh