A$ton Matthews - Molly Maid [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: A$ton Matthews]

Face down it's a motherfucking molly tuna
Wasabi music
Strong dick, long clips catch bodies to it
Got you pussies dripping like South Beach
Connected like ???
Watch for that mouth piece
That ??? a bitch but them slugs cheaper
Pussy
You talking shit, you get dug deeper
Not your boys keeper, I'm your boys reaper
Brick Flair, molly maid street sweeper
Fiends facing bricks like a sensei
Riding with my red socks, far from the Fenway
German Suplex when the techs spray
Feed the streets ??? ???
Bring that Latino heat comprende

[Hook: A$ton]


[Verse 2: Vince Staples]
My nigga how you gone shoot me? Can't fit a deuce in your lil' tight ass jeans
Best believe we move them P's, fiends is like Dawn of the Dead
Them coppa toppas send em' all at yo' head
So tell em' heads up, cuz them 7's up
And ten times out of ten niggas gone get shot
This smash-mouth football, that goal line blue shit
Them thirty clips is worthless if you ain't' gone hit shit
But I ain't gone miss, so you can miss me with that rappin'
Pop me at yo' momma tell that bitch to run I feel like Cappadonna
Ride around like I shot Ricky, get you like they got Biggie
Them bullets hot and that pavement hard so dont look for God cuz he not wit' me
That Glock wit' me, nine in the back got one in the hole put cha' mind in ya' lap
You can thank my momma for that