Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Need a 2nd, artist - Robb Bank$. Album song Molly World, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 08.03.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, SS
Song language: English
I Need a 2nd |
| Molly |
| Bitch boy |
| You see what I’m sayin' to you |
| Molly |
| To the mic now |
| See, the SSET usually on road goin', you know what I’ms sayin' |
| We got white on us, you dig what I’m sayin' |
| Yeah, I need me a second, I got a iPhone X, uh uh |
| I just called my exes, I’m wifin' all of them |
| Build you up like Tetris, when she take that dick |
| Yeah, she my SSET, slime, bitch mob, I lay that bitch |
| Pop it like a Mentos, I’m smart like dog, hoe |
| Still like klepto, till the Maybach let go |
| You were never my SSET though, I just can’y forget though |
| Said shit in my face, bringin' out them Dracs, I’m stayin' skeptical, huh |
| I’ma pop a pill up in the coupe |
| New Audi, it go Super Saiyan Blue |
| 2 Chainz on my neck and she say «Tru» |
| I’ma make her neck me in the pool |
| I’ma steal her phone and help her look |
| I’m a dirty nigga, but I clean up good |
| And I hope the FN’s 30 when I shoot |
| But you ain’t hurt me, nigga, what you tryna do? |
| I just drove home, battery low, in the Tesla truck |
| I call her battery 'cause Molly call me 20 bucks |
| Better fall in love with a thug, no Jheri curls |
| I told her cryin', hands up, this a Spirit Bomb |
| What they sayin' about my bitch, I’m down to kill for her |
| Put it on my jits, you know we lit, I told 'em get like us |
| Tatted your name, my ring finger, whatever I touch, you touch |
| Whatever I thumb, you thumb, whenever I fuck, you fuck |
| I’ma love Lindsey forever, I’m a drink, nigga, forever |
| Fuckin' on Amy whenever, nigga, this a Tiffany sweater |
| Couldn’t fuck my bitch, not never, when in New York, man |
| Why that bitch so broke, won’t let her |
| Fuck around, buy you a new Jetta |
| I can tell you in love with a G |
| And a nigga whole hood fuck with me |
| Why, I made Tha City on xan, on lean |
| If you really stay down, hold the gun for me |
| Break down the pound, bag it up, no seed |
| There, you got a little, compliment my G |
| Give you 300 dollars, go fix your weave |
| Rich nigga, put the VVS on your weave |
| I’ma pop a pill up in the coupe |
| New Audi, it go Super Saiyan Blue |
| 2 Chainz on my neck and she say «Tru» |
| I’ma make her neck me in the pool |
| I’ma steal her phone and help her look |
| I’m a dirty nigga, but I clean up good |
| And I hope the FN’s 30 when I shoot |
| But you ain’t hurt me, nigga, what you tryna do? |
| Griffith did nothing wrong |
| This statement has become increasingly popular in recent times |
| Due in part to it’s use as a pseudo-meme |
| And it’s utility as a rallying cry for those who sympathize with Griffith’s |
| actions, and find them understandable |
| And maybe even justifiable |
| As far as I can tell, the phrase shouldn’t and isn’t meant to be taken literally |