[Chorus: MOL$]
Put a rocket to your throat and make you motherfuckin' drop, bitch
Pull up to your pad and wet it up, like a mop, bitch
All my shooters ninjas, take you out with some chopsticks
Think I’m capping, catch you lacking, dummy, I'm a boss bitch
I'm a boss bitch, baby, I’m a boss bitch
Pull up to your pad and wet it up, like a mop, bitch
I'm a boss bitch, baby, I'm a boss bitch
All my shooters ninjas, take you out with some chopsticks

[Verse 1: MOL$]
All my homies pullin' up, it's a moshpit
Chillin' at my house, we bumpin' Die lit and The Scotts, bitch
People all look up to me, like "MOL$, you so hot, shit"
Homie, you is not my homie if you gonna talk shit
If you talk shit, come and meet this drop, bitch
People ask me when they see me winnin' what it costed?
It ain’t cost shit, I just make hits
I just gave ’em everything they wanted
They want MOL$ and now they got it
Now wait, I'll fuck it up
I came up from the ground and now I run it up
And if you see me on the come up
Don’t start talking to me like we was some buds
Homie we the best
And all you lame ass bitches gonna bite the dust
And like a lighter, I'm steady lighting up
My music lit and all your music dumb as fuck

[Chorus: MOL$]
Put a rocket to your throat and make you motherfuckin' drop, bitch
Pull up to your pad and wet it up, like a mop, bitch
All my shooters ninjas, take you out with some chopsticks
Think I'm capping, catch you lacking, dummy, I’m a boss bitch
I'm a boss bitch, baby, I'm a boss bitch
Pull up to your pad and wet it up, like a mop, bitch
I'm a boss bitch, baby, I'm a boss bitch
All my shooters ninjas, take you out with some chopsticks

[Verse 2: Kame Kami]
You got a biased ass opinion, let me open your mind
Kith the kimber on my hip loaded with 45s
My n***a, fuck what you talkin' 'bout bitch, I'm on my grind ​
Who the fuck you think you talkin' to? You must've been blind
Bitch, I hop in the stu', feel like Fire Fist Ace
Imma pull up on your bitch, she like how my dick taste
You don't like what I say, bitch, I'll say it again
And if you don't want beef with me, you better phone up a friend
Oh my God, you n***as are so lame
You mad 'cause I'm the best n***a in the game
Like what the fuck I'm gonna do with fame?
Cash is the only thing I'll chase

[Chorus: MOL$]
Put a rocket to your throat and make you motherfuckin' drop, bitch
Pull up to your pad and wet it up, like a mop, bitch
All my shooters ninjas, take you out with some chopsticks
Think I'm capping, catch you lacking, dummy, I'm a boss bitch
I'm a boss bitch, baby, I'm a boss bitch
Pull up to your pad and wet it up, like a mop, bitch
I'm a boss bitch, baby, I'm a boss bitch
All my shooters ninjas, take you out with some chopsticks