This is a song about "Molly and jack"

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

Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

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

Judging from your clothes and your girls and the molly in your lip

So if i'm not clubbing, don't think i'm on some jerk shit

Then i will fuck with molly

High heel wearer, hell of a body

Rippin' like jack and never leavin' a witness

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

And i ain't gonna bitch about it and not do jack shit/