Get Groovy Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Pick that shit up, then bitch drop it
Ah take a bad bitch to the tropics
She think she bad, i tell her stop it
Smellin ya shit, bitch you is not it
Smokin that gas, this shit exotic
Dope fein whore tryna get erotic
I don't give a fuck, tell the bitch to ride it
Put a jab in the pussy when i get inside it
Im in this bitch i been trappin all week
My phone keep ringin, i ain't gettin no sleep
Tell bro give me the glick for the weed
Fuck round whip out the stick like i'm playin the wii
Thats a cherokee, bitch then fuck yo jeep
I cant ride in that bitch, that bitch too cheap
I cant ride with that bitch, that bitch too sleek
Needa thick but bitch, that cake i eat
If we pop out wit sticks nigga, then we shootin
We buss out them shells, nigga like a mutant
I ain't on the bleachers nigga, i be hoopin
She all on my dick, she be super sleuthing
She tryna fuck, then she tryna go down
You want the smoke, well i blow down
She was ya bitch, she my hoe now
I put that shit up on the floor now
I got them bands nigga and i tossed it
PSD drip no we ain't lacosting
Im on my grind nigga, like a koston
I drop a bag fuck what its costing
Beat up the pussy, put it in a coffin
Thc diamonds, have a nigga coffin
Beat up the block, this shit exhausting
Make it look easy, bitch i do it often
Went in at 7, then i woke at 9
Dumb lil bitch, tryna waste my time
If you gettin money, i ain't hard to find
Young niggas know i'm really in my prime
Old head said she like the way i shine
Cougar bitch fuckin wit me all the time
Why that bitch be fuckin wit me all the time
If i keep on fuckin, then i bet she mine
Bitch i keep it wetter than a water sign
He don't know i'm fuckin, bet i met her son
If he keep on buckin, then he better run
Imma keep it bussin like it's never done
Bitch i keep on fuckin, i can never cum
Bitch i keep on fuckin, i ain't never done
Bitch you keep on fussin, you ain't never fun
If she keep on fussin find a better one
Ayeee, im a real trapstar did you notice
I be up in this bitch like i'm potus
Niggas in paris, they callin me otis
J to the z, nah nigga im hovis
C to the h, nah nigga im hova
Thot bitch on my line, like chap come over
Whip dick onna bitch, might knock one over
Put drip on a bitch this chaponova
This drip too hard not fashion nova
Babygirl you gotta try something different
Its clothes on her body, why ain't nun missin
Gotta get to this money, so im on a mission
Gotta dip onna bitch, put a key to ignition
Time to fuck up the pot let my wrist get to whippin
Drop a load on the drop, imma need me a pigeon
You ain't prayin to chap, then you need a religion
I cant play wit a thot, imma need me a vision
Bitch what the fuck can you bring to the table
Trap stay boomin don't need me a label
Fuck a star on a screen, never needed a cable
Im the star on her screen cause she know that im able
She just wan see how a young nigga livin
Tripple cup on me, tryna see what im sippin
Get the rick owens, she can see that im different
Niggas be owing, i dont, never be bitchin
Im not a bum, that boy play with the paper
Not even two four, but i play like a laker
If you leavin ya bitch, then a nigga might take her
Oatmeal in the pussy, i'm callin her quaker
If she fart on the dick, then im callin her quafer
If she scarin her wrist, then im callin her baker
I was scarin her heart i was known a heart breaker