[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm too turnt, we poppin' molly up
She too tea, she bouncin' ass, she doin' all kinds of stuff
On a G5, I pop G6, they not as high as us
This bitch give me top, she let me read her mind and stuff (Hit it, hit it, hit it)

[Verse 1]
Why you talkin' when your plans was just leaving? (Ayy, was just leavin')
Why you actin' like you the one that's mistreated (Mistreated, mistreated)
I can feel your energy, your shit is beamin' (Ayy, yeah)
Why you actin' like I didn't treat you even? (What?)
Oh my God, I need to sign you up (Uh, yeah)
Pretty eyes-eyes, but I don't know what's inside of ya (Woah)
Stay up late, 'causе you know I got insomnia (Damn)
Do me good, then you know I'll say, "I'm proud of ya" (I'm proud)

[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm too turnt, wе poppin' molly up (Ayy, ayy)
She too tea, she bouncin' ass, she doin' all kinds of stuff (Let's go)
On a G5, I pop G6, they not as high as us (Uh-uh)
This bitch give me top, she let me read her mind and stuff (Let's go)

[Verse 2]
I got diamonds on me, I feel like a miner (Ayy, yeah)
That n***a too old, he fuckin' with a minor (Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah)
N***a, you too lame, you prolly think that's fire (That's what?)
That's not your bitch, 'cause if I pull up I could buy her
[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm too turnt, we poppin' molly up (Poppin'—woah)
She too tea, she bouncin' ass, she doin' all kinds of stuff (She's bouncin' ass)
On a G5, I pop G6, they not as high as us (Uh-uh, woah)
This bitch give me top, she let me read her mind and stuff (Let's go)
Yeah, I'm too turnt, we poppin' molly up (Poppin'—woah)
She too tea, she bouncin' ass, she doin' all kinds of stuff (She's bouncin' ass)
On a G5, I pop G6, they not as high as us (Uh-uh, woah)
This bitch give me top, she let me read her mind and stuff (Let's go)

[Verse 3]
Suck me for a hour, then you know you hired (On God)
Yeah, this bitch my stab, my name Michael Myers (Let's go)
Beatin' up that pussy 'til it look pa-pi, yeah (What?)
You thought she was loud, well this dick make her shyer, yeah (Ayy)
I be running to the money, I ain't tired (Uh-uh)
I be running through the sack, I play for 49ers (Let's go)
I said, I swear I'm too real, no, I am not a liar (uh-uh)
That is not real love, uh, if I could buy it
That is not real love, uh, if I could buy it, uh
If that's the case, I got your life in my pocket, yeah (In my what?)
If that's the case, I got your heart in my wallet, yeah (In my what?)
Got your heart in my wallet, yeah (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm too turnt, we poppin' molly up (Poppin' molly)
She too tea, she bouncin' ass, she doin' all kinds of stuff (Ooh, ooh)
On a G5, I pop G6, they not as high as us (Wow)
This bitch give me top, she let me read her mind and stuff (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm too turnt, we poppin' molly up
She too tea, she bouncin' ass, she doin' all kinds of stuff
On a G5, I pop G6, they not as high as us
This bitch give me top, she let me read her mind and stuff