Molasses

Search inside my purse to buy something worthless 99 problems all gone in that one joint And the neck gold froze like he held it at gunpoint I'mma bubble in the belly of the monster With a duffle full of troubles, trunk rattle in the Mazda Ragged with the Contra, Phantom of the Opera And I'm standing on the cop's truck, stacking for the long run The bags packed, roadside with the thumb out Toe tagged, don't gag, [fag], spit your gum out Nomadic, chrome-grabbing when it's danger I'm a manger born puppy holding flight like a hangar do Knife to the trachea spit, scabies and bet The label don't like me but they pay me a grip And you see how his day going by the state of his wrists My niggas busy play doughing, bet the baker came swinging like What the fuck you saying? All that aiming and miss I'mma fuck the freckles off your bitch, nigga I'll fuck the freckles off your face, bitch We could do this shit all night I'll fuck the freckles off your face, bitch You know me, drugs out, 'front the telly I'm couch-drunk and ready to fuck, count fetti and bucks Pack loud as that slap 'cross the belly What's up? Fuck nigga, what's up? I'm at the deli scheming on a Fanta and a Camel Crush Screaming "Saddle up!" like fuck is beef? Get your cattle cut, pansy If them fans only local, why them flights trans-atlantied up? The rice and patty's cooked, nice for the chancellor Them teeth with the gold bright, the light switches mad at us Snap chatting panty clad baddies, I'm a bachelor I'm high and polite cause po-lice is in back of us And write with the same hand I smack 'em up with Stretching out the fifteen I had initially Icky Thump, sticky kush lit up in a rental Jeep We could do this shit all night I'll fuck the freckles off your face, bitch We could do this shit all night I'll fuck the freckles off your face, bitch