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S3nsi Molly - 223 Lyrics




[ Featuring Lil Yachty, Lil Brook ]

Turn it up a lil' bit (Lil Boat) ayy, S3nsi
Lil Brook ayy (Ayy, haha)
Dumb shit (Yuh)
Ayy, lemme hear that ho, Jeff go

Five racks, then I turn it into ten, ayy
(Into ten)
Next week, I made a pack, flip again, ayy
(I flip a pack)
With the strap, I like when the clip extend
Ayy (That's a ruler)
'Bout that action, I like
When shit get intense, ayy
(Ayy, pew, pew)

'Bout that action, so you better comprehend
Ayy
Spendin' money, I'm about to buy a Benz, ayy
(Skrrt, skrrt)
You can't knock me, I stay posted on all 10
Ayy (All 10)
If you play me, I let shots go in the wind
Ayy (Rrah-rra-rra)
Bitches love me
They stay watchin' like some fans
(Why you watchin', ho?)
At VLive, I throw money, she gon' dance
She gon' dance, ayy, she gon' f*ck up a bag
Ayy all about that paper, f*ck up a sack
In the trap (Ayy) , I stay with the
Loaded mags, ayy (Ayy, ayy)
223 will knock at your back, ayy
Hit a lick, finesse what you got, ayy
(That's a lick)
Loaded choppers, we gon' bust at the opps
(Rrah-rra-rra)

Five racks, then I turn it into ten, ayy
(Into ten, ayy)
Next week, I made a pack, flip again, ayy
(I flip a pack)
With the strap, I like when the clip extend
Ayy (That's a ruler)
'Bout that action, I like
When shit get intense, ayy
(Doo doo doo)

Creep in the Coupe, gettin' blown like soup
By a bad bitch, brown like poop
Burner be crazy, they can't wait to shoot
Aimin' at you and ya duke
Did what they did and it was all in my plan
I collect all my bands
I'm with the bro, he off two, three Xans
Can't understand what he sayin'
223 shells, all in my Maybach
Nigga don't like me, f*cker, then say that
I get this bag, if I pull up they pay that
This ho had dubbed me, her mama my payback
This bitch a square, just like a iMac
Beat up her boyfriend
Turn his lil' eye black
Someone steal my whip, I ain't trippin'
Got LoJack i can get that back but you
Can't get your ho back

Five racks, then I turn it into ten, ayy
(Into ten, ayy)
Next week, I made a pack, flip again, ayy
(I flip a pack)
With the strap, I like when the clip extend
Ayy (That's a ruler)
'Bout that action, I like
When shit get intense, ayy
(Doo doo doo)

S3nsi stay bustin' at opps (Shoot)
Pulled out the chopper, your body gon' rock
(Damn) don't give a f*ck, I do what I want
My mama be mad 'cause I'm nonchalant
(Oh well) i'm makin' moves so niggas be mad
Guns with dicks, so she can get bagged
(Bagged)
Smokin' on 'Woods, we smokin' on gas
Speak on Lil Molly, you know I'm gon' spazz
Spazz on a bitch and I don't give a f*ck
Walk in a club and that pistol stay tucked
Racks in the Louis, that hit in the trunks
No time for the bullshit
Got shooters that dump
Shootin' at opps on sight (On sight)
Hate on Lil Brook
Then you might lose your life
Don't bring a knife to the gun fight
Spark out a bitch like the Fourth of July
Six shooters with me and you
Know they gon' ride

Five racks, then I turn it into ten, ayy
(Into ten, ayy)
Next week, I made a pack, flip again, ayy
(I flip a pack)
With the strap, I like when the clip extend
Ayy (That's a ruler)
'Bout that action, I like
When shit get intense, ayy
(Doo doo doo)
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Turn it up a lil' bit (Lil Boat) ayy, S3nsi
Lil Brook ayy (Ayy, haha)
Dumb shit (Yuh)
Ayy, lemme hear that ho, Jeff go

Five racks, then I turn it into ten, ayy
(Into ten)
Next week, I made a pack, flip again, ayy
(I flip a pack)
With the strap, I like when the clip extend
Ayy (That's a ruler)
'Bout that action, I like
When shit get intense, ayy
(Ayy, pew, pew)

'Bout that action, so you better comprehend
Ayy
Spendin' money, I'm about to buy a Benz, ayy
(Skrrt, skrrt)
You can't knock me, I stay posted on all 10
Ayy (All 10)
If you play me, I let shots go in the wind
Ayy (Rrah-rra-rra)
Bitches love me
They stay watchin' like some fans
(Why you watchin', ho?)
At VLive, I throw money, she gon' dance
She gon' dance, ayy, she gon' f*ck up a bag
Ayy all about that paper, f*ck up a sack
In the trap (Ayy) , I stay with the
Loaded mags, ayy (Ayy, ayy)
223 will knock at your back, ayy
Hit a lick, finesse what you got, ayy
(That's a lick)
Loaded choppers, we gon' bust at the opps
(Rrah-rra-rra)

Five racks, then I turn it into ten, ayy
(Into ten, ayy)
Next week, I made a pack, flip again, ayy
(I flip a pack)
With the strap, I like when the clip extend
Ayy (That's a ruler)
'Bout that action, I like
When shit get intense, ayy
(Doo doo doo)

Creep in the Coupe, gettin' blown like soup
By a bad bitch, brown like poop
Burner be crazy, they can't wait to shoot
Aimin' at you and ya duke
Did what they did and it was all in my plan
I collect all my bands
I'm with the bro, he off two, three Xans
Can't understand what he sayin'
223 shells, all in my Maybach
Nigga don't like me, f*cker, then say that
I get this bag, if I pull up they pay that
This ho had dubbed me, her mama my payback
This bitch a square, just like a iMac
Beat up her boyfriend
Turn his lil' eye black
Someone steal my whip, I ain't trippin'
Got LoJack i can get that back but you
Can't get your ho back

Five racks, then I turn it into ten, ayy
(Into ten, ayy)
Next week, I made a pack, flip again, ayy
(I flip a pack)
With the strap, I like when the clip extend
Ayy (That's a ruler)
'Bout that action, I like
When shit get intense, ayy
(Doo doo doo)

S3nsi stay bustin' at opps (Shoot)
Pulled out the chopper, your body gon' rock
(Damn) don't give a f*ck, I do what I want
My mama be mad 'cause I'm nonchalant
(Oh well) i'm makin' moves so niggas be mad
Guns with dicks, so she can get bagged
(Bagged)
Smokin' on 'Woods, we smokin' on gas
Speak on Lil Molly, you know I'm gon' spazz
Spazz on a bitch and I don't give a f*ck
Walk in a club and that pistol stay tucked
Racks in the Louis, that hit in the trunks
No time for the bullshit
Got shooters that dump
Shootin' at opps on sight (On sight)
Hate on Lil Brook
Then you might lose your life
Don't bring a knife to the gun fight
Spark out a bitch like the Fourth of July
Six shooters with me and you
Know they gon' ride

Five racks, then I turn it into ten, ayy
(Into ten, ayy)
Next week, I made a pack, flip again, ayy
(I flip a pack)
With the strap, I like when the clip extend
Ayy (That's a ruler)
'Bout that action, I like
When shit get intense, ayy
(Doo doo doo)
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Writer: BROOKLYN BOLDEN, DEMARCUS ADAMS, MARISSA WHITE
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, EMPIRE PUBLISHING

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