This is a song about "No molly"

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

No money no talk,no energy no walk

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

Pop a molly and fuck shit up bitch we going up

I got loads of blunts in my lobby, i think i'll maybe pop a molly//

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

Prolly getting high like a popped ollie/popped molly

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Im so hot i got rappers sweatin but they aint popped no molly

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Then i will fuck with molly

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

While she pop that molly and i rip off her thong

No more molly cause i probably copped it

Hypetrack that and send it, nigga it's a sack shit