Sxmpra Molotov Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

[Verse 1]
Mothaf*cka what it do? Coming through, I'm spitting acid in the booth
We on that new swag bumpin out the window
On the coast steady sliding down your boulevard
You might just lose a tooth, bitch I hope you got insurance send a molly through ya roof
I'm that potty mouth piece of shit and i dont give a f*ck
I'm ripping out ignitions bitch, I'm whipping in ya grandpas truck
I snuck a blade up into the f*ck just to random man
You outta luck you run yo mouth
And now I've found you must get stuck like a lollipop mollywop boom
Getting caught in motherf*cking trap like views
I'm amused by the haters thinking they're gonna do better than me
Better than me feel like a veteran better than anyone wanted to beef

[Chorus]
Keep your hands to yourself, bitch, you better come correct
Set the tone, get'em smoked like a f*ckin' cigarette
Who be next? It's deadflex, the 28 dead, no set
On my ones, I'm the one that I rep

[Verse 2]
I'm the one that they underground be fearin' like I'm dead
I'm that motherf*cker flowin' like I'm due to pay the rent
Made a dent in the game, f*ckin' punchin' in his head p*ssy, I don't wanna talk unless we talkin' 'bout this bread
Less we talkin' 'bout some M's
Multiply the millions
Asking for the feature the mail for that Billington, bitch
Callin up up my dogs what's the sitch f*ck a stick
Talkin shit ya name scratched like an itch like a twitch
When i'm spittin bitch ya movement is involuntary
Commentary welcome but i tell them leave ya body buried
Got em fearing for the worst cos i am
Drop a turbo in a hearse cos i can
I'ma drop a motherf*cking curse on your mans
Got my hands round her throat and now she wanna call me dad
Feelin bad, till i realised he was chattin on me damn, mothaf*cka
Stay up in my mentions like a fan

[Chorus]
Keep your hands to yourself, bitch, you better come correct
Set the tone, get'em smoked like a f*ckin' cigarette
Who be next? It's deadflex, the 28 dead, no set
All my ones, I'm the one that I rep
Keep your hands to yourself, bitch, you better come correct
Set the tone, get'em smoked like a f*ckin' cigarette
Who be next? It's deadflex, the 28 dead, no set
On my ones, I'm the one that I rep