This is a song about "Dar amp amp amp amp amp amp"

Hold up, hold up, hold up, popped a molly (popped a molly)

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

Consequences of my charming chatter up

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Crank it up like you don't give a fuck fuck fuck

That shit was wack as fuck

Yeah man it's all jazzed up

Fuck you up the butt with such a force that it broke the richter scale,

And one day you'll get my all, it's insha'allah.. wale

The wind is blowing, i keep going through the ups and downs

And i'm as high as deion feet is headed to the house