Southside - Molly Santan lyrics

[Hook: TaeDawg] I got the Molly Santan Hang with the drum but I'm not in a band Track the number on the work tryna know when it land Got a plug from Japan Free my n***a Bo out the can My n***a got 20 for chasin them bands My shooters pull up and they hop out in vans These Givenchys I ain't rockin no vans [Verse 1: Rudy Cash] Up the 40 I won't give them no chance True Religion on my shirt and my pants I been juggin out here tryna get bands Off the percs and I still want some xans Bootup comin from the A in Santan I been plugged in, what the f** is you sayin? Grab the pumps then the ARP sprayin Pull up on him so he know I'm not playin [Verse 2: Shabazz] I'm off double percs, don't f** with no xans Might grab the Beamer just to do the dash I facetime your b**h just to see that lil' a** I keep losing count when I count up them bands I remember being broke with a mag Had a .380 that b**h never jammed We just shoot it out before we shake hands Blew the cash so the plug threw me 10 bands Pull up and you know I'm takin your b**h Damn them n***as always takin them risks 160 zips I made that sh** flip Swear that p**y torch, I hit it and dip [Verse 3] I got more sh** on sale than Black Friday Dej Loaf, let a n***a try me Shoot him with the 9 11 times Xan or a perc I popped both cause I couldn't decide [Hook: TaeDawg] I got the Molly Santan Hang with the drum but I'm not in a band Track the number on the work tryna know when it land Got a plug from Japan Free my n***a Bo out the can My n***a got 20 for chasin them bands My shooters pull up and they hop out in vans These Givenchys I ain't rockin no vans [Verse 4: Trill Castro] I got a vick in my blunt Switch it up, step on the wood like a stump 14 ridin round with a pump Young n***a servin gas out the trunk I serve you the gas and I'm whippin up bump I'm poppin these xannies I don't give a f** Every hit that I make, b**h I double up And you know that we stay with them glizzys all tucked [Verse 5] On the highway watchin' out for state troopers b**h you know you how you know you a state trooper b**h we stay with them Glocks like we some state troopers Better watch your mouth before you say something to us Say you gone do something but you ain't never do it [Verse 6: Dufflebag Boog] Free my n***a Bo that's why I pour a 4 I got gas like a Texaco I just met a plug out in Mexico Got them gas bags and purp for the low My trap boomin like a corner store Call me Dufflebag Don Corleone When I'm in the club, I got that 40 on me [Verse 7] 50 in the glick, you know it's always on me Got that drum all on the hollow tip explosive We was jumpin fences tryna duck a sentence Got them rackets on us like we playin tennis I'm a cash addict, got a money fetish I'm good with the rock just like Monta Ellis Step out in Margiela, make these n***as jealous Stay far from the p**y n***as cause they tellin [Hook: TaeDawg] I got the Molly Santan Hang with the drum but I'm not in a band Track the number on the work tryna know when it land Got a plug from Japan Free my n***a Bo out the can My n***a got 20 for chasin them bands My shooters pull up and they hop out in vans These Givenchys I ain't rockin no vans