[Intro: Playboi Carti]
(Go, go to the moon)

[Verse 1: sosocamo]
Outside with my n***as, we doin' the most
Grams on the table, yeah, I been gone
At the base and shawty, she tryna bend it over
Keep steady, I told 'em I'm on one
Why you tryna make me be the bad guy?
Why you tellin' people that? Bitch, you a damn liar
Pop me a X, young n***a feelin' paralyzed
We on go, can't stop, fuck a red light

[Chorus: sosocamo]
I throw a hundred-fifty for the nails
I might put a bad bitch in Chanel
I pull back when the shit feel real
She want the Molly, she want the pills
I throw a hundred-fifty for the nails (Yeah)
I might put a bad bitch in Chanel
I pull back when thе shit feel real (Yeah)
She want thе Molly, she want the pills (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: sosocamo]
We gon' have to see how this shit pan out
A n***a tryna keep it lowkey, I can't stand out
But I got money bands on me when I walk out
It's fuck you, stand on it, I don't give a fuck now
Fuck, get money, ice on me with a buss down
Whole gang goin' crazy when I touch down
Just me and you in a bed be goin' dumb
Off the liquor she tryna get knocked down
Roll it up, roll it up, n***as talk 'bout the kid like they knowin' sum
She hop on the dick my legs goin' numb, yeah
She hop on the dick that bitch goin' dumb (Yeah)
We got drums and sticks in the back, yeah, my young n***as loaded
Put the team on my back and I told 'em a n***a ain't foldin'
[Chorus: sosocamo]
I throw a hundred-fifty for the nails
I might put a bad bitch in Chanel
I pull back when the shit feel real
She want the Molly, she want the pills
I throw a hundred-fifty for the nails
I might put a bad bitch in Chanel (Ooh)
I pull back when the shit feel real (Yeah)
She want the Molly, she want the pills (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Outro: sosocamo]
She want the Molly, she want the pills