This is a song about "Molly and jack"

Im progression, pop a molly im sweatin, 5,6, and 7 off to heaven,

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

For everything i lost tell em i want it all back

Back-to-back packin' bags back and forth with fifths of jack

Masterful, fifth of jack and a sack of magical

Take a couple bits, bitch kibbles, bitch i gotta riddle

Then i will fuck with molly

So fast, can't copy

We see stars and jack whips, police cars are like beasts though,

I keep a level head, gettin high layin low

Just grab a jack, and relax

Now if you give us a chance

With myself,take the lube down from the shelf,put on pornhub and jack to my death,

Off of smashing the jack,i had yager we got back to bills,cops looking for us