I don't need no, yeah
I don't need no, yeah, I don't need no, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't need no therapy, feel angels on my shoulder
She in love with kerosene and violence so bipolar
Fast car, high speed, 12 can smell the odor
Parkin lot, wit a pretty lil' thing
No, she can't catch me sober
Hot all summer, pourin' doubles, hit it and I'm over
Hot all summer, I'ma get in trouble when my money closure
I'm back and it's me and my own, can't trust no bitch that's round me
Soul snatch, I'ma leave her alone, angels waitin' outside the palace
I need a bad, yeah, I need a bad, Molly Santana
Bad lil' bitch with no manners
Know that I get high for every hour I cannot stand her
She devour me with her whole passion, she got good grammar
I go reck inside the Rover, nothin' money can't handle
Bag after bag, droppin' out of class, way too busy, bringin' cash in
I go jump the Ashton, go 200, break the dash in
She call me Da Vinci, cause I paint her face with passion
Level up my fashion, level up my fashion
Level up my fashion, level up my fashion
I put the Rick/Chrome on with a couple red bones, they comin' right at me
I go and switch my lane with a two-tone watch and the hoe gon' match
I got the swag from the way I walk
Swag from the way I stand
I got like 20 missed calls
Makin' that money advance, advance it
We go up it up it, enhancin
Every cup with muddy, on a whole new planet
And I'm that Kid, no Cudi, like I'm Marilyn Manson
I'm bringin' the bands in, bring the hoes in the mansion
On a whole new dimension, and the money expandin
Yung Prada got pensions
I need a bad, yeah, I need a bad, Molly Santana
Bad lil' bitch with no manners
Know that I get high for every hour I cannot stand her
She devour me with her whole passion, she got good grammar
I go reck inside the Rover, nothin' money can't handle
Bag after bag, droppin' out of class, way too busy, bringin' cash in
I go jump the Ashton, go 200, break the dash in
She call me Da Vinci, cause I paint her face with passion