Music: Hillary Dennis Udanoh
Stop it, I'm talking
Are you right for me? Or trifling?
If they made you wear a wire would you hide it from me?
Would you tell them calm down and bite the bullet?
If the people of manila came finding on me
Would you side with me, or try with me?
If you saw me at my lowest in january
Would you sugar coat salt and slide it to me?
Just to detty your december and shayo with me
(Oh baby)
Got me asking all these questions tryna trust ya
Wanna love but I'm tired and exhausted
I'm from molotov, where the bitches hella cold here
I'm from molotov, where the snitches selling dope here
Got me asking all these questions tryna trust ya
Wanna love but I'm tired and exhausted
I'm from molotov, where the bitches hella cold here
I'm from molotov, where the snitches selling dope here
See I was laid up in la last summer
Now I'm thinking how n where I went wrong
Bands in my pocket but in different time zones
I can't even fly to you no more that's fomo
Ain't sweating on something that's gone
Back to the program life goes on
Thugging and slow jams all year long
Living life on shuffle until the next song
Got me asking all these questions tryna trust ya
Wanna love but I'm tired and exhausted
I'm from molotov, where the bitches hella cold here
I'm from molotov, where the snitches selling dope here
Got me asking all these questions tryna trust ya
Wanna love but I'm tired and exhausted
I'm from molotov, where the bitches hella cold here
I'm from molotov, where the snitches selling dope here
Got me asking all these questions tryna trust ya
Wanna love but I'm tired and exhausted
I'm from molotov
I'm from molotov
Got me asking all these questions tryna trust ya
Wanna love but I'm tired and exhausted
I'm from molotov
I'm from molotov
I'm from molotov