That's my producer, 4ME Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah All this money, I'm never fallin' out of love Molly like cocaine, crush it up I keep thumbin' through guap, I never get enough Keep these racks in my skinny jeans, tight as fuck Geekin' out with a evil queen, she the plug You can never be me, nigga, I'm the one Glock got a green beam, yeah, it's up We gon' burn down lil' niggas, somethin' like the sun I fill a cone up with Gelato Spend money then make money, that's the motto Smokin' exotic gas, it costs a kernel Link up with my Spanish plug, his name is Carlos Get hit with that .223, it's fucking hollow Don't smoke that Percocet, lil' baby, swallow I'm sippin' redwood out a bottle Damn, I'ma be geeked up 'til tomorrow Switched up the speed, yeah, let's switch the gears Walk 'round the house, see a chandelier Smoke up weed by the ounce, watch it disappear Foreign car have them horses, call it Paul Revere And I get flyer than a fuckin' lear jet I'm on a long ride, are we there yet? It's been a long time, I ain't dead yet, nah No, I'm not dead yet Smoke so much you can walk in the crib and get high off the contact Tell the police we ain't doin' nothin' Cuffin' these hoes, we ain't doin' that Yeah, yeah, yeah (Oh yeah) All this money, I'm never fallin' out of love Molly like cocaine, crush it up I keep thumbin' through guap, I never get enough Keep these racks in my skinny jeans, tight as fuck Geekin' out with a evil queen, she the plug You can never be me, nigga, I'm the one Glock got a green beam, yeah, it's up We gon' burn down lil' niggas, somethin' like the sun Yeah We gon' burn down lil' niggas, somethin' like the sun Yeah, yeah, molly world