Molly England (RIP Kudz)

[Intro]
Ever since I was a kid I always know I be havin'
I was really eighteen with thirty thousand in my mattress
The scripts they got my heart but I been fucking with the plastic
Three of wocky in this cream soda pouring up in traffic
Twenty ball off of (?) that's magic
(?) a clip, that's tragic
Fourty ball off of (?)
(?) know he got me right, shee
Had enough, had enough (Huh, huh)
Send it up, had enough
Send it up, had enough (Huh, huh)
Send it up, had enough (Huh, huh, huh)
(Huh, huh-huh-huh)
(Huh, huh-huh-huh)
(Huh, huh-huh-huh, uh-uh-uh-uh, oh-oh)
(I, oh-oh-oh, I don't know, oh-oh)
I've had enough
Everybody sensitive as hell, I've had enough

[Verse]
My bitch look bad but your bitch look too
If I asked a question would you say, "I do" (Huh, ah)
If I slide (?) go and see her too (Uh)
If you keep on talking, we finna up on you (Uh)
Battling depression and she hope I lose, huh (Like)
Tryna slow down, all these drugs I use, ay
Everybody look, it's hard (Ay, ah-ah-ah)
I'ma pop out and slide (Tuh, uh)
You should crawl back in the hole you came from (Uh)
I'ma do myself like Molly England
They gon' keep on talking, we're not scared of them, huh, ah
Bitch, I said I'm sorry, (?)
I'ma get some bread and (?)
I'ma get some bread and get my dad so right
I'ma get some bread and I'ma sit so high
I'ma get some bread, I'ma sanctify (Pussy, fuck)
Huh, I'ma get some bread and I'll be safe to fly

[Outro]
Huh, oh
Huh, oh
Huh, oh-oh, oh
Huh, huh, oh-oh, oh
Huh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh