Groovy Lyrics

Took her downtown like its Hard Rock

Groovy

That nigga lame he a goofy

Tried listenin' to that shit but he lose me I made this shit with no loose leaf

Cut up the beat and I murder it

Sum like Pharrell mixed with Murda Beatz

I'm movin' on like a graduation, these niggas fallin' off they decrease

I talk my shit until I decease, I drop the beat and I let it breathe

Can't sell my soul no isosceles

But she steady droppin' right to her knees

I get them chills I get them feels

I took that game just like burglary

Murder that shit like emergency, emerging I know that you heard of me

Oh no

Fuck in the back of the four door

I just get fly when I put on my drip

White folks they thinkin' I sold dope

Put in the blood and the sweat and the tears

You cannot capture with photo

Live by the cheers then you die by the cheers

I would do this shit here solo

I cannot fuck with these niggas

I'm gettin' straight to the facts

Fuck from the back and I pull her tracks

Cuttin' dates, headin' straight to the cash

Movie, straight shots

Hop in that whip do the dash

We aimin' straight at ya top fuck up the game

Causin' havoc like Flash

Talkin' bout skills I got many

Talk about tricks I got plenty

Diamonds they shinin' from ear to ear

Cook it up and I serve it like Benny

I got that work, these niggas hurt

Reasons keep goin' got many

I'm on alert, I got the eye and the ear its not on me its in me

Feel me? and that's how I'm comin' it

It's feeling like that time of year woah

They tried to be me and they couldn't beat me

Well fuck it I'm changin' my gears woah

Shawty not basic, shawty go crazy she made that dick disappear

They tried to cross me I cut em like sheers

Came from nothing ain't got no discussion

For niggas that ain't even put in them years

Change the tempo., I'm linin' up hoes

Knocking em down like I'm bowling

XIX not a dream and we all on the road

Driving that bitch like its stolen

I'm the whose who nigga who is you?

I get it I'm far from the usual

Cop a ticket can't see this on YouTube

Filling my pockets I fill em with notes

Back seat with the semi

She tryna bust it down pull it out yea aw baby no don't tempt me

Big ups been a minute love but you going up and they see it

We can catch up while they catchin' up

Don't want nobody else in our business

(Nah nah)

I cannot fuck with these niggas

I'm gettin' straight to the facts

Fuck from the back and I pull her tracks

Cuttin' dates, headin' straight to the cash

Movie, straight shots

Hop in that whip do the dash

We aimin' straight at ya top fuck up the game

Causin' havoc like Flash

Talkin' bout skills I got many

Talk about tricks I got plenty

Diamonds they shinin' from ear to ear

Cook it up and I serve it like Benny

I got that work, these niggas hurt

Reasons keep goin' got many

I'm on alert, I got the eye and the ear its not on me its in me

Yea