MolliE! - KnowMads

Yeah… uhh

Sometimes we get too fucked up (know what I’m saying?)

This one’s dedicated to all the homies, you know what I mean?

Fucking up their house and shit

Yo, Yo, Yo

Me and my homies got a problem with drinking

It’s not what you’re thinking

Chugging till' the copper’s lights blinking and they pulling up behind us

Shine their brights trynna to blind us

Put the weed where they can’t find it, in some bitch’s vagina

Is she a minor?

Well I’m hiding behind her, ass hanging out the window

That’s one big fucking hina

Where my license go kid?

Yo I can’t even find it

So now we drag racing pigs while we drinking and driving

A bad situation, I be laughing and rhyming

Fingering this Fawn deep with impeccable timing trying to get my weed out

And she be cumming and crying earlier we went ditching and dining

Switching and rhyming

I want to get out!

This girl keep whining

Pepe you can’t be saying that, swerving like a maniac

Freestyle and slay the track, barely fucking made it back, she started doing

blow

And she never even blazed his sack

I guess you got too fucked up

Sometimes we get too fucked up

Sometimes we get too fucked up but that’s just how it is so flip that red cup

Sometimes I get too fucked up

Sometimes we get too fucked up

Sometimes we get too fucked up but that’s just how it is so flip that red cup

So I smacked a bitch, she actin' corny, snatch a 40

Man you sure this shit is all gravy?

Yeah it’s statutory, ask the shorty, dtf, got T-I-Ts

I’m only 18 myself we don’t check IDs

And in the VIP I be like B-I-G, call me M-I-C, they wanna be like me

Now we swimming and drinking, what were we thinking?

Downing and drowning pass em' around and we be clowning

These girls tripping down to their ankles and

The sound in to the handles of admiral nelsons

We be pounding, aw shit I’m just thinking out loud

And I’m outlandish neighbors can’t stand us

Drinking till' we can’t stand up, put your hands up, put your hands up

An MC getting hammered, Me, you can’t touch, this

So swallow when I bust kid

I need a freak who’s down to fuck and get my nuts licked

But yo she got too fucked up

Sometimes we get too fucked up

Sometimes we get too fucked up but that’s just how it is so flip that red cup

Sometimes I get too fucked up

Sometimes we get too fucked up

Sometimes we get too fucked up but that’s just how it is so flip that red cup

See I was singing hip hip hop you don’t stop

Back when lil weezy sang woo-wa-woo-wa-wa

Number one stunna the type of shit I’m feeling

But he had to sell lollipops to make a hundred million

I don’t hate lil wayne, he’ll probably die a martyr

He made three platinum CDs named the carter

Who better in the game?

Andre, Dre, Drake, and Hova

I’m an outcast who’s so far gone, I’m taking over

Get myself plat, so they can make the poster

Flip cup, I’m over that bitch like a toaster

Cause misses fox wasn’t much of a catch

Sometimes I get too fucked up and call up my ex to say I popped a benzyl pill

Damn this shit is hella ill

Going back to cali where we only smoke that medi-kill

Kid Cudi, still nutty, freestyle one day and night, it’s silly putty

Then that drunk bitch fell and loved me

Maybe she got too fucked up

Sometimes we get too fucked up

Sometimes we get too fucked up but that’s just how it is so flip that red cup

Sometimes I get too fucked up

Sometimes we get too fucked up

Sometimes we get too fucked up but that’s just how it is so flip that red cup