Go Slatt / Get Groovy
Watch me get
Groovy on the microphone
Going crazy outside
Serving half a zone
Now she wanna be with me
She upon my Bone
Told the bitch please
Don't hit my
Ring Phone
Why everybody
Fuck with me
I'm in the zone
Telling people
I will serve you
A half a zone
God damn
You see how a nigga roll
Smoking on that gas
Everywhere I go
Gas on me yeah
That's my cologne
Why they wanna play with me
They fixing to get
Hit like a motherfucking
Ahh
Let me change subject
Cause I don't really
Want to put this shit in public
Killing everybody
It's too many witness
They be looking at
Me like a young nigga fitness
I'm just fitted
I be in a roll
Every time I try to
Keep it solid
You already know
I load up that steal
Kill a nigga, hit a nigga
Yeah that's another kill
Serving the pack to the junkies
They want the pills
God Damn nigga
I'm the realest nigga in the field
So don't really fucking tempt me
Getting to close
I'm gone hit you like Bob and Whitney
Huh
And she popping that Whitney
Now she going crazy
She crazy off that molly
Diving in the pool
Yeah with the sharks
Don't play with me Nigga
We'll really rip you apart
We be putting this shit under
Under up in the neath
God damn, too much Nike on my feet
Too much money on my feet
Too much dead bodies on my feet
Told them don't play with me
Fixing to send a little hit
No I do this shit myself
Cause you know I got
Too much shit upon myself
Ah
And it's all up in my head
God damn looking like a
Zombie looking like the living dead
I ain't even gotta play
Cause she wanna get Jiggy
I said Bitch let's get
Groovy
Get Groovy
Get Groovy
Get Groovy
Let me tell you bout my life
Austin, TX habits on a Waco budget
Doing more with less
I stretch it I love it
Sharper than the rest
I poke at the subject
Then over analyze it
Cause to knows to love it
Speaking of some love
I need evaluation
Sick in the nursing room
But I'm not a patient
Losing family members
Taught me patience
Took a while to get here
Now I finally made it
The people in my life
Man they don't speak to me
People really
Tripping off shaky beliefs
I do this for myself
To give me some peace
I do this for my
Health a mental release
I stayed inside when hit with disease
I spent couple nights
Out in the car in the East
I do this for the
Women that ain't want me
All my worst decisions
They'll haunt me
I do it for the class twenty fifteen repping
It's like it's was yesterday
I'm in class stepping
Me, Tre, and G in the cut
Setting
Foundation for the
Next Generation
We work boys hard at work letting
Different whips fly buy us
But we didn't get in
We was saving for our own
Had different visions
They'd usually laugh at mine bitches
Don't play with my mind bitches
We was swinging for the fences
Meanwhile i'm stuck in one spot like
Like the bitch from fences
Go Slatt
Nigga Shit
Go Slatt
Aye Shit
Go Slatt Woah
Aye Shit Go Slatt Woah
Groovy on the microphone
Going crazy outside
Serving half a zone
Now she wanna be with me
She upon my Bone
Told the bitch please
Don't hit my
Ring Phone
Why everybody
Fuck with me
I'm in the zone
Telling people
I will serve you
A half a zone
God damn
You see how a nigga roll
Smoking on that gas
Everywhere I go
Gas on me yeah
That's my cologne
Why they wanna play with me
They fixing to get
Hit like a motherfucking
Ahh
Let me change subject
Cause I don't really
Want to put this shit in public
Killing everybody
It's too many witness
They be looking at
Me like a young nigga fitness
I'm just fitted
I be in a roll
Every time I try to
Keep it solid
You already know
I load up that steal
Kill a nigga, hit a nigga
Yeah that's another kill
Serving the pack to the junkies
They want the pills
God Damn nigga
I'm the realest nigga in the field
So don't really fucking tempt me
Getting to close
I'm gone hit you like Bob and Whitney
Huh
And she popping that Whitney
Now she going crazy
She crazy off that molly
Diving in the pool
Yeah with the sharks
Don't play with me Nigga
We'll really rip you apart
We be putting this shit under
Under up in the neath
God damn, too much Nike on my feet
Too much money on my feet
Too much dead bodies on my feet
Told them don't play with me
Fixing to send a little hit
No I do this shit myself
Cause you know I got
Too much shit upon myself
Ah
And it's all up in my head
God damn looking like a
Zombie looking like the living dead
I ain't even gotta play
Cause she wanna get Jiggy
I said Bitch let's get
Groovy
Get Groovy
Get Groovy
Get Groovy
Let me tell you bout my life
Austin, TX habits on a Waco budget
Doing more with less
I stretch it I love it
Sharper than the rest
I poke at the subject
Then over analyze it
Cause to knows to love it
Speaking of some love
I need evaluation
Sick in the nursing room
But I'm not a patient
Losing family members
Taught me patience
Took a while to get here
Now I finally made it
The people in my life
Man they don't speak to me
People really
Tripping off shaky beliefs
I do this for myself
To give me some peace
I do this for my
Health a mental release
I stayed inside when hit with disease
I spent couple nights
Out in the car in the East
I do this for the
Women that ain't want me
All my worst decisions
They'll haunt me
I do it for the class twenty fifteen repping
It's like it's was yesterday
I'm in class stepping
Me, Tre, and G in the cut
Setting
Foundation for the
Next Generation
We work boys hard at work letting
Different whips fly buy us
But we didn't get in
We was saving for our own
Had different visions
They'd usually laugh at mine bitches
Don't play with my mind bitches
We was swinging for the fences
Meanwhile i'm stuck in one spot like
Like the bitch from fences
Go Slatt
Nigga Shit
Go Slatt
Aye Shit
Go Slatt Woah
Aye Shit Go Slatt Woah
Credits
Writer(s): Micah Weaver
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