Mol$ - ​yokai lyrics

[Chorus: mol$] Second I pull up, she won't talk about me I got my 3 and 3, 3 Get that sh*t tatted on me I don't speak awkwardly I get my dough as I please She never talk the talk, she talk a lot, but not about me Second I pull up, she won't talk about me I got my 3 and 3, 3 Get that sh*t tatted on me I don't speak awkwardly I get my dough as I please She never talk the talk, she talk a lot, but not about me [Verse 1: mol$] Second I pull up, she like on her knees And she be beggin' me please, "I need a tastе of that D" But I'ma pull out, I don't need little me's I spend my G's all on mе, I spend my G's all on me, ayy I hope it works out 'cause I wan' be next up Pullin' up with the squad and you know we flexed up Do shows and the rest, uh, but you hoes got me messed up So don't talk to me unless we talkin' cheddar Damn, mol$ gon' change his act Mol$ don't know how to act Mol$ is washed up I just want the old mol$ back After QM flopped that boy gave up, he so damn wack Mol$ can't make that genre, he started from that Meme Rap Acting like you know me, but I guarantee you don't Talkin' on my name, will I pull up? I probably won't Let that anger sit inside you 'til it fu*kin' rots you Shocking, there ain't no talking That's because you prolly don't have the balls to speak on me one on one like an adult Sit inside your room all day just smoking and collecting salt So much time to make your own, but instead you try to sh*t on mine Should've been enjoying life, instead you spent it all online [Verse 2: DEADIFY] Okay, o-ko, driving fast on roads Never turning slow, you don't wanna go You say, oh no, I just want it, oh Don't know where to go Drowning 'til I float I'ma go get my killers b*tches you all of my chiggas Hop in the goddamn feelin' Runners, we gettin' to stealin' Lambo in the car park, somethin' get to reelin' Yeah, we on the grind 'til we fittin' hundred million I'ma go shoot precision Twenty-ten clear my vision Hop in the goddamn choppa Yeah, we get to killin' Yeah, we get the bill in Nothing more than real then Dead ascend the cieling [Chorus: mol$] Second I pull up, she won't talk about me I got my 3 and 3, 3 Get that sh*t tatted on me I don't speak awkwardly I get my dough as I please She never talk the talk, she talk a lot, but not about me Second I pull up, she won't talk about me I got my 3 and 3, 3 Get that sh*t tatted on me I don't speak awkwardly I get my dough as I please She never talk the talk, she talk a lot, but not about me