[Chorus]
I can't stop that molly rock, I love it a lot, hm
(What you sayin', Kief?)
I can't stop that molly rock, I love it a lot (Yo, Smallz)
When I come in with my Glock, it make your panties drop
I was like twelve, I lost my blooda, that shit hit the spot
Different model bitches in and out, how could it stop?
I don't think they love me, I know they love that I look like guap
It's a fast car, how could I stop? (How could I stop? Skrrt-skrrt)
It was mansion with killers, and we all had Glocks
Came from the projects, was hardship, wasn't no handouts
Try to hang with the guys, they took your shit, my n***as made you

[Verse 1]
You ain't no gangster if you catch a body and you rat
Lil' n***as catchin' bodies for nothin', boy, don't get wet
I'm tryna help my mental, train my thoughts, I'm hearin' death
N***a ain't slide, how you talk about that shit? We give you lessons
I ain't nevеr fake kicked like I'm Hollywood
'Causе bitch, I'm in the hood, runnin' around with my strap
Still good with that dope, what you need? I give you pack
I seen n***as try to snake me out for nothin', all I know was attack
Them real shottas on my back, was with shottas on the roof
I miss you, bloody, you living proof
They drill your ass for nothing, ain't got nothing to do
I just want better days 'cause in these streets there's nothing new
Fentanyl, cocaine, white rock
Chrome Hearts socks, I left for show, this ain't no hype
So many opps done lost they life, they wouldn't last
Got so many opps on the next side, them n***as packs
[Chorus]
I can't stop that molly rock, I love it a lot, hm (Southside shit)
I can't stop that molly rock, I love it a lot
When I come in with my Glock, it make your panties drop
I was like twelve, I lost my blooda, that shit hit the spot
Different model bitches in and out, how could it stop?
I don't think they love me, I know they love that I look like guap
It's a fast car, how could I stop? (Skrrt, how could I stop?)
It was mansion with killers, and we all had Glocks
Came from the projects, was hardship, wasn't no handouts
Try to hang with the guys, they took your shit, my n***as made you

[Verse 2]
Communication going bad, always think I'm with an ex
I'm probably just in my bag, you know I'm never on my ass
Back to back collect calls, don't wanna talk no more, I'm stressin'
Like, how my life end up like this?
I'd rather choose the F&N
She want some CC's, want 'em Skims
Damn, shawty out the mix
If I need you get the boy, would you rub on him, let me in?
I got my mask, I got my blick, just step aside, I get him ripped
Was a dirty winter, bloody storm
Had my lil' blooda fightin' bodies, tell him, "Keep calm"
He can't bool though, he off that molly rock
Different when you see more than two-hundred, did you ever take a—?
[Outro]
I can't stop that molly rock, I love it a lot, hm
I can't stop that molly rock, I love it a lot
Hm, hm, hm-mm-mm-hm
Hm, hm, hm-mm-mm-hm
Hm, hm, hm-mm-mm-hm