Mixed cocktails, shaken not stirred
I ain't trynna be forward
Light the rag, it's a molotov
The you should look up in the stars
Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve
Fuck wit lil b heres a molotov
Thats hotter than a molotov
Please correct me, stretch marks
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