Groove Back
Prrr, whoppa, ey ey
J town we going crazy, you know what I mean
Ey, ey, gang, ey
I been drilling too long, just got my (groove on)
I've been drilling too long
Eyy, I've been drilling too long just
Bitch, whop, ey, ey
I've been drilling too long, just got my groove back (what?)
What you gat that gun for, you know you ain't gon' shoot that (what you gat that gun for?)
Lil' bitch bad, but you know why I run through that
Don't save her number, when she call
I pick up, I'm like "who that", ey
We be smokin' dead off, she should smoke with me
Girl your name must be mega, damn you sulphite
Coming from the back, pull out my phone
I'ma make her flip
She look back and say, whoppa it's cool
Don't show yo' friends (ain't gon show em)
Ey, told her mama, slow down for a minute
Grippin' on the frontier, say I love her when I hit it
She say whoppa, boy you probably say that to
All your bitchs
To tell the truth, shit I say that to all these women
Hol' on, hol' on, hol' on
What I gotta do with you, girl I ain't yo' nigga
What I gotta do with you, I love all my bitches
All this pills last a night, I might snap on all this bitches
(Ok hoe, ey)
Fall off in the club, bitch where the back door at
We just love the show, I'm with kc, where the hoes at
You know how I keep it going, but nigga I don't lack
Nigga they ain't no right or wrong
I always gat the bros back
Yeah, you heard yo' diss song, men that shit
That was so whack, that shit, that shit
Tell your label, they should have sent that shit, right back
I might kidnap your neighbor, if I can't find your bitch ass
Nigga see me, went in shock
Like I chase his bitch ass (bitch ass nigga)
Ey, yeah I love drilling, but you know I'm too goofy
I done pop so many pills, my dance like I'm Lil Uzi
Knock a nigga out like, he took z's
Got that nigga snoozy
Fuck a nigga bitch, cause' she a fan
You know I love groupy
I slip the condom off, and I wear raw off, going sushi
Hoe call me whoppa with the chop
You don't know no duchy
Hoe tol' me, send her ass to drop
Bitch is you stupid
I ain't got no love for a thot
Fuck I look like cupid, I put a silence on my glock
It's too loud, I had to mute it
Make a bitch, make her knee touch her elbow
I feel like future, got a bitch who do fowl
When she swipe, she always disputed
I don't pay for clothes, my lil side hoe, always boosting
That lil' hoe love stealing
The odds call me black and death
Because I love drilling
If you ain't gettin' no money, I ain't fuckin' with you
And if I let her pop this dirty, she gon' suck me different
On gang, (whoppa)
Prrr, ey, jay
J town we going crazy, you know what I mean
Ey, ey, gang, ey
I been drilling too long, just got my (groove on)
I've been drilling too long
Eyy, I've been drilling too long just
Bitch, whop, ey, ey
I've been drilling too long, just got my groove back (what?)
What you gat that gun for, you know you ain't gon' shoot that (what you gat that gun for?)
Lil' bitch bad, but you know why I run through that
Don't save her number, when she call
I pick up, I'm like "who that", ey
We be smokin' dead off, she should smoke with me
Girl your name must be mega, damn you sulphite
Coming from the back, pull out my phone
I'ma make her flip
She look back and say, whoppa it's cool
Don't show yo' friends (ain't gon show em)
Ey, told her mama, slow down for a minute
Grippin' on the frontier, say I love her when I hit it
She say whoppa, boy you probably say that to
All your bitchs
To tell the truth, shit I say that to all these women
Hol' on, hol' on, hol' on
What I gotta do with you, girl I ain't yo' nigga
What I gotta do with you, I love all my bitches
All this pills last a night, I might snap on all this bitches
(Ok hoe, ey)
Fall off in the club, bitch where the back door at
We just love the show, I'm with kc, where the hoes at
You know how I keep it going, but nigga I don't lack
Nigga they ain't no right or wrong
I always gat the bros back
Yeah, you heard yo' diss song, men that shit
That was so whack, that shit, that shit
Tell your label, they should have sent that shit, right back
I might kidnap your neighbor, if I can't find your bitch ass
Nigga see me, went in shock
Like I chase his bitch ass (bitch ass nigga)
Ey, yeah I love drilling, but you know I'm too goofy
I done pop so many pills, my dance like I'm Lil Uzi
Knock a nigga out like, he took z's
Got that nigga snoozy
Fuck a nigga bitch, cause' she a fan
You know I love groupy
I slip the condom off, and I wear raw off, going sushi
Hoe call me whoppa with the chop
You don't know no duchy
Hoe tol' me, send her ass to drop
Bitch is you stupid
I ain't got no love for a thot
Fuck I look like cupid, I put a silence on my glock
It's too loud, I had to mute it
Make a bitch, make her knee touch her elbow
I feel like future, got a bitch who do fowl
When she swipe, she always disputed
I don't pay for clothes, my lil side hoe, always boosting
That lil' hoe love stealing
The odds call me black and death
Because I love drilling
If you ain't gettin' no money, I ain't fuckin' with you
And if I let her pop this dirty, she gon' suck me different
On gang, (whoppa)
Prrr, ey, jay
Credits
Writer(s): Dasani Wright, Reginald Williams
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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