Lyrics Molly Brazy – On A Mission
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Hook:
Aye, ridin’ with my bitches
And we ride on fours hundred killas on a mission
Pop you like some chicken any bitch can get this issue
Aye, ridin’ with my bitches
And we ride on fours hundred killas on a mission
Pop you like some chicken any bitch can get this issue
Got these bitches flexin’, shoot your sister up she was steady sneak dissin’
Bang Gang Lonnie Bands:
Ten thousand pills on a nigga and I’m swiping shit
Selling these jars like it’s Maybelline
Play with your kids, don’t play with me
You lost my brother to the chain gang like it’s slavery
Catching shells to the chest acting bravery
All killers on the rise, thanks to the agency
Your mans got dropped, yeah on social media
Steady wanna beef with us, man y’all know who did it
Shut up stupid slut, you heard that money cum
Broke bitch probably never seen a hundred thousand
Went around town I got knocked out
Bitch knock it off i was counting money, now I’m nawf
Aye, all them motherfucking rumors
Aye, y’all niggas ain’t no shooters
Tough talk nigga put it right to bed
Last nigga diss Lonnie that nigga dead
Molly Brazy:
Yeah, bitch I’m the shit I ain’t takin’ no loss
Who the fuck you think you talkin’ to? Bow down to a boss
You know who got the sauce
Settin’ plays back to back, don’t try to run you gettin’ mossed
Hundred racks, bustin’ rappers like a set up bitch
I ain’t sick I just keep me a cup of that activist
My niggas at your mommas house, you ain’t gotta slip
Spoil myself with foreign shit ‘cuz I know how I get
You don’t wanna take it there bitch ‘cuz I don’t play fair
Stay in your lane we ain’t the same stay your ass over there
‘Cuz if you come around I’ma show you how that chopper sound
Slide down on your side of town, leave your body on the ground
First off, fuck you and the clique you claim
Aye, man you bitches so lame
Tell me what I took, bitch you never had fame
Walk in, make it rain, yeah bitch you know the name
Asian Doll:
Aye, any bitch sneak dissing I’ma do a whole clip
Young and reckless, keep some clips with me
Got my grip, homie I be shitting on ’em
Bitch you steady wanna beef with me
When all you got is a air mattress
You broke hoes, y’all so average
Foreign car, living lavish
But I’m still savage getting money like it’s cabbage
Smoking backwoods
Psycho Hollywood, treat me like I’m Hollyhood
She don’t want no problems
Cuban Doll wish a bitch would
Keep like three poles for a opp hoe
Shoot that nigga while he looking out the peephole
Broke hoes, yeah we peep those
Aye, come and get this bitch she a freak hoe!
Nigga groupie though
With my Haitians woes
Money, power, techs and guns
Rugers fun, shoot a niggas block and watch you goofy’s run
Aye, gang in this bitch, known for taking shit
Free my brother, niggas snitches, caught ’em ratting like a bitch
Hook:
Aye, ridin’ with my bitches
And we ride on fours hundred killas on a mission
Pop you like some chicken any bitch can get this issue
Got these bitches flexin’, shoot your sister up she was steady sneak dissin’
Aye, ridin’ with my bitches
And we ride on fours hundred killas on a mission
Pop you like some chicken any bitch can get this issue
Got these bitches flexin’, shoot your sister up she was steady sneak dissin’
Opp bitch!