Kwame Khalil Brown (born July 4, 1993), better known professionally as Foog… Read Full Bio ↴Kwame Khalil Brown (born July 4, 1993), better known professionally as Foogiano, is an American rapper hailing from Atlanta, Georgia. On June 19, 2020, he signed to fellow Atlanta rapper Gucci Mane’s record label 1017 Eskimo.
On January 20, 2020, Foogiano released his dual debut singles, “MOLLY (BABY MAMA)” and “Trapper,” the latter of which received a remix, featuring fellow Atlanta rapper Lil Baby, on March 8, 2020.
On July 3, 2020, the day before Foogiano’s 27th birthday, Gucci released his fourth compilation album, Gucci Mane Presents: So Icy Summer. Foogiano is featured on many tracks from the album, such as, “Breasto,” “Lifers,” and “Step Out,” all three tracks performed by Gucci. Even though Gucci is listed as the artist of the twenty-four track album, the second half is the album of “The New 1017,” which Foogiano belongs to and contributes a lot to on the half.
On January 20, 2020, Foogiano released his dual debut singles, “MOLLY (BABY MAMA)” and “Trapper,” the latter of which received a remix, featuring fellow Atlanta rapper Lil Baby, on March 8, 2020.
On July 3, 2020, the day before Foogiano’s 27th birthday, Gucci released his fourth compilation album, Gucci Mane Presents: So Icy Summer. Foogiano is featured on many tracks from the album, such as, “Breasto,” “Lifers,” and “Step Out,” all three tracks performed by Gucci. Even though Gucci is listed as the artist of the twenty-four track album, the second half is the album of “The New 1017,” which Foogiano belongs to and contributes a lot to on the half.
Molly
Foogiano Lyrics
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Yeah, nigga (huh? Mob?)
2020, boy (uh)
Y'all done fucked up now, nigga (it's bad)
Huh? Yeah (Authentic or nothin')
Huh?
Baby mama ain't shit (nah)
She won't let me see my son (ho)
But you fuck with 'em, I'ma pop my gun
Pussy, ain't no one-on-one (grrah)
Nigga, we come from the slums (mob)
Thirty round, fifty round, hunnid rounds
Yeah, pussy boy them drums (drums)
Have you prayin' like a nun (huh?)
I ain't never been a actor (huh?)
Patch your nigga with that cappin' shit
We gon' stomp his ass just like a Kappa (uh)
The mayor but she call me master (uh)
Got her to the spot, gave that bitch a Perc'
Now she geekin' like a banshee (geek)
She couldn't even understand me (huh?)
When I told her drop her panties
448, I get 'em gone (huh?)
Boy, this a hundred-million dollar phone (uh)
They hit my jack, they say they need the strong (what?)
Boy, you look broke as hell, you need a loan? (Uh)
My nigga, I'm nice, so you can have a loan (ah)
Yo bitch told me, "That was nice", and then we boned (uh)
No time to cuff a nigga, know I'm gone
Trap on the defense, boy, I'm in the zone
Ain't gotta say it, you know how I'm comin' (uh)
Big nuts, they hangin' like a monkey (what?)
Say he got fifty bags down in the dungeon
Boy, I hear take some and he say he bummin' (ah)
Say he gon' shoot, well bitch, what it do? (Ah)
I think he bluffin', nigga, where the proof?
Told you we comin' and we want the loot
Try me, boy, I'ma leave you with no roof
I got that drank, bitch, I got that juice (juice)
No, I ain't Bishop, but I keep the tool
Lil' bitch, it's Foo, but try me like a fool (huh)
I promise you, you won't make another move
I'm in my groove, yeah, nigga, I'm back
Boy, I heard you been cuffin' on that net (uh)
That bitch, she lick me down until my sack
You got a new name, boy, we call you Pack
He want the smoke, well, bitch, what it is?
You know I'm slimy, nigga, like a eel (slime)
Know I'll pop a nigga like a pill
Know I be drankin' mud straight out the seal (mud)
Yeah, it's the mayor and I'm with the mob (mob)
Yeah, we be trappin', bitch, we don't do fraud
My killers, they young and layin' in your yard, bitch, ah
Baby mama ain't shit (nah)
She won't let me see my son (ho)
But you fuck with 'em, I'ma pop my gun
Pussy, ain't no one-on-one (grrah)
Nigga, we come from the slums (mob)
Thirty round, fifty round, hunnid rounds
Yeah, pussy boy them drums (drums)
Have you prayin' like a nun (huh?)
I ain't never been a actor (huh?)
Patch your nigga with that cappin' shit
We gon' stomp his ass just like a Kappa (uh)
The mayor but she call me master (uh)
Got her to the spot, gave that bitch a Perc'
Now she geekin' like a banshee (geek)
She couldn't even understand me (huh?)
When I told her drop her panties (go)
She can keep her panties on when I hit her, yeah (yeah-yeah)
She told me hurry up and take my 'fit off, yeah (yeah-yeah)
And she be on the clock, workin' real hard, yeah (yeah-yeah)
She gon' suck my dick when she get off, yeah (go)
Big bankroll in a burner
Put a nigga anywhere, I'm guaranteed to turn up
Don't know who the fuck told these niggas they was soldiers
I put my baby mama in a motherfuckin' Rover (vroom)
She caught the box when I sent in the sodas (ooh)
I copped the drop, pour the shit in the soda (ooh)
Fuck all that poppin', I click and it's over (ooh)
We havin' Glocks in this bitch, we ain't show 'em (bah)
Yeah, I got that thang, you ain't even know it (yeah)
I just got some brain, do your thing, she be blowin'
I had to change, I got rich, it's annoyin'
Hop out, get paid for that bitch, and I go in (go in)
Nice to meet you, I pull up in the foreign, yeah
Roll up, we brought a whole bow in, yeah
Fuck her after I perform (mm)
She pop a pill, she fuck like she do porn (mm)
My watch is real and I'm havin' two on (two)
Fuck around and put fire on your ass if you want
Fuck around and put iron on your ass like I'm Ghost (mm)
Fuck around and see me grabbin' her ass if you don't (mm)
Baby mama ain't shit (nah)
She won't let me see my son (ho)
But you fuck with 'em, I'ma pop my gun
Pussy, ain't no one-on-one (grrah)
Nigga, we come from the slums (mob)
Thirty round, fifty round, hunnid rounds
Yeah, pussy boy them drums (drums)
Have you prayin' like a nun (huh?)
I ain't never been a actor (huh?)
Patch your nigga with that cappin' shit
We gon' stomp his ass just like a Kappa (uh)
The mayor but she call me master (uh)
Got her to the spot, gave that bitch a Perc'
Now she geekin' like a banshee (geek)
She couldn't even understand me (huh?)
When I told her drop her panties
(This is Authentic, nigga)
2020, boy (uh)
Y'all done fucked up now, nigga (it's bad)
Huh? Yeah (Authentic or nothin')
Huh?
Baby mama ain't shit (nah)
She won't let me see my son (ho)
Pussy, ain't no one-on-one (grrah)
Nigga, we come from the slums (mob)
Thirty round, fifty round, hunnid rounds
Yeah, pussy boy them drums (drums)
Have you prayin' like a nun (huh?)
I ain't never been a actor (huh?)
Patch your nigga with that cappin' shit
We gon' stomp his ass just like a Kappa (uh)
The mayor but she call me master (uh)
Got her to the spot, gave that bitch a Perc'
Now she geekin' like a banshee (geek)
She couldn't even understand me (huh?)
When I told her drop her panties
448, I get 'em gone (huh?)
Boy, this a hundred-million dollar phone (uh)
They hit my jack, they say they need the strong (what?)
Boy, you look broke as hell, you need a loan? (Uh)
My nigga, I'm nice, so you can have a loan (ah)
Yo bitch told me, "That was nice", and then we boned (uh)
No time to cuff a nigga, know I'm gone
Trap on the defense, boy, I'm in the zone
Ain't gotta say it, you know how I'm comin' (uh)
Big nuts, they hangin' like a monkey (what?)
Say he got fifty bags down in the dungeon
Boy, I hear take some and he say he bummin' (ah)
Say he gon' shoot, well bitch, what it do? (Ah)
I think he bluffin', nigga, where the proof?
Told you we comin' and we want the loot
Try me, boy, I'ma leave you with no roof
I got that drank, bitch, I got that juice (juice)
No, I ain't Bishop, but I keep the tool
Lil' bitch, it's Foo, but try me like a fool (huh)
I promise you, you won't make another move
I'm in my groove, yeah, nigga, I'm back
Boy, I heard you been cuffin' on that net (uh)
That bitch, she lick me down until my sack
You got a new name, boy, we call you Pack
He want the smoke, well, bitch, what it is?
You know I'm slimy, nigga, like a eel (slime)
Know I'll pop a nigga like a pill
Know I be drankin' mud straight out the seal (mud)
Yeah, it's the mayor and I'm with the mob (mob)
Yeah, we be trappin', bitch, we don't do fraud
My killers, they young and layin' in your yard, bitch, ah
Baby mama ain't shit (nah)
She won't let me see my son (ho)
But you fuck with 'em, I'ma pop my gun
Pussy, ain't no one-on-one (grrah)
Nigga, we come from the slums (mob)
Thirty round, fifty round, hunnid rounds
Yeah, pussy boy them drums (drums)
Have you prayin' like a nun (huh?)
I ain't never been a actor (huh?)
Patch your nigga with that cappin' shit
We gon' stomp his ass just like a Kappa (uh)
The mayor but she call me master (uh)
Got her to the spot, gave that bitch a Perc'
Now she geekin' like a banshee (geek)
She couldn't even understand me (huh?)
When I told her drop her panties (go)
She can keep her panties on when I hit her, yeah (yeah-yeah)
She told me hurry up and take my 'fit off, yeah (yeah-yeah)
And she be on the clock, workin' real hard, yeah (yeah-yeah)
She gon' suck my dick when she get off, yeah (go)
Big bankroll in a burner
Put a nigga anywhere, I'm guaranteed to turn up
Don't know who the fuck told these niggas they was soldiers
I put my baby mama in a motherfuckin' Rover (vroom)
She caught the box when I sent in the sodas (ooh)
I copped the drop, pour the shit in the soda (ooh)
Fuck all that poppin', I click and it's over (ooh)
We havin' Glocks in this bitch, we ain't show 'em (bah)
Yeah, I got that thang, you ain't even know it (yeah)
I just got some brain, do your thing, she be blowin'
I had to change, I got rich, it's annoyin'
Hop out, get paid for that bitch, and I go in (go in)
Nice to meet you, I pull up in the foreign, yeah
Roll up, we brought a whole bow in, yeah
Fuck her after I perform (mm)
She pop a pill, she fuck like she do porn (mm)
My watch is real and I'm havin' two on (two)
Fuck around and put fire on your ass if you want
Fuck around and put iron on your ass like I'm Ghost (mm)
Fuck around and see me grabbin' her ass if you don't (mm)
Baby mama ain't shit (nah)
She won't let me see my son (ho)
But you fuck with 'em, I'ma pop my gun
Pussy, ain't no one-on-one (grrah)
Nigga, we come from the slums (mob)
Thirty round, fifty round, hunnid rounds
Yeah, pussy boy them drums (drums)
Have you prayin' like a nun (huh?)
I ain't never been a actor (huh?)
Patch your nigga with that cappin' shit
We gon' stomp his ass just like a Kappa (uh)
The mayor but she call me master (uh)
Got her to the spot, gave that bitch a Perc'
Now she geekin' like a banshee (geek)
She couldn't even understand me (huh?)
When I told her drop her panties
(This is Authentic, nigga)
The song "Molly" by Foogiano is filled with vivid descriptions of violent acts and drug use, reflecting the lifestyle of someone who has come from a difficult background and is now living a life of crime. The first verse begins with the artist expressing frustration over his baby mama who won't let him see his child, threatening violence if anyone were to mess with them. Foogiano then describes his background growing up in the slums, and the weapons he and his crew carry around to protect themselves. The chorus repeats the idea that if anyone crosses them, they will be met with violence. The second verse continues the same themes, with Foogiano bragging about his wealth and sexual conquests, and again threatening violence to anyone who opposes him.
The lyrics of "Molly" are both blunt and explicit in their violence, but they also illustrate the harsh environment that the artist has come from. The repeated idea of "we come from the slums" shows that the lifestyle Foogiano is describing is a result of growing up in poverty and having to fight to survive. The use of drugs and violence is seen as a necessary part of this lifestyle, and Foogiano seems to take pride in this lifestyle rather than glorifying it. Despite the explicit nature of the lyrics, they give a glimpse into the reality of many people living in similar circumstances.
Lyrics © TuneCore Inc., AUTHENTIC EMPIRE MUSIC GROUP LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Eli Haire, Jonathan Lyndale, Kwame Khalil Brown, Malik Corbett
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@rellcraig1258
The 10,000 dislikes is all the baby mamas who ain’t letting they baby daddies see they son 🤣🤣
@4xforreal.437
frllllllllll
@thickjuicy8136
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@malishastewart3560
Lmaooo😂😂
@Brett.121
😂😂😂on g
@aliceflanary1144
Lmao 🤣 facts hatin ass bitches
@EkayLaive
He snapped ever since his baby momma said he couldn’t see his son
@themtlife9857
fuckin facts I aint seen my son in 7mo
-Marshaun ....
@dijonnagossom3191
No fr 😭😭😭
@ProdbyTrehnt
@@themtlife9857 damn bro hope you get to see him soon.