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Myke Groov
Aye When they see me in the hood They be like That's him Aye Back of the club Black bottle with a baddie That's me Aye Aye Niggas smell the work through the bag like woooo That's him Thats me Pull up bottom lips drop like draymond Main showing love faison Got her breathing deep like jason Anakin when he put the mask on Calm down for you pass out Then you pass on Roll it thick so my high last long Less soda bro I like mine strong Clique getting right we can't go wrong She been dancing for how many songs No clue How many stacks we blew No clue Tryna put a dent in this dusse Dusse Pretty sure we just blew ya rent on two babes Round my neck heels and two legs Ask me what I did next morning I'm a probably tell you it's too vague All I know I rockstar like yngwie She give it up Up and away and her nigga steady calling her bae That's him Ay yo this is a fair trade Pussy get slayed only if you behave That's me Ten, four This bag is outta yo reach And that lease will never get ceased That's him Yep Peace to the gods from a king And know it from the energy I bring with a leap That's me I'm fresh all the way to my shoe Wooo Homerun nigga babe ruth Zoom Black watch bitch or fast coupe Spitting pure acid on a groov loop Yes sir I say yo shine ain't like mine Imma go hard on the first time Never ever let a nigga get mine Two mikes get you right at one time Stare at me too long go blind I look good right I should go live right now You should get live right now Groovy in the game shut shit down Like kawhi naw i need all my tech shots Cause the game can't end on foul bruh Bought to cop two plr sixteen with some magazines If they talking foul bruh We ain't bout it that's a false hood Three three o grew up with the goblins Looked to the mobsters Federal the charges Brother preach the gospel Cause all the homies locked up Real niggas stock up Problem then we cock up Get yo girl knocked up Pussy get rocked up Now your battery juice need charge up High rise f*ck like the lift on a tow truck Go Aye When they see me in the hood They be like That's him Aye Back of the club Black bottle wit a baddie That's me Aye aye Niggas smell the work through the bag like woooo That's him Got 'em piped up Energy so lit Young kings stay dripped That's me The game weak need bosses Say less Groov and Jahsee took the oval office Timbs and jay's trackin' mud in the carpet Niggas lying like a politician need to forfeit You could drop out Gotcha ex on facetime Niggas think they hard like kanan But the bite like canine We can smell it lke cops with canines No stop grind Time to go make that move and groove right now Gotta get this cake I just can't tolerate you right now But she don't mean no harm All she really want is wood right now Staying up ready for the get down Cause she want a touchdown right now Nigga like me go pound for pound Pound I go round for round Round Show a nigga how to get down Down Let me make it clear I don't f*ck around You girl she want a get throw'd round She want a get that crown Make it make the trumpet sound Baaaaa ba ba ba ba ba ba ba Aye When they see me in the hood They be like That's him Aye Back of the club Black bottle wit a baddie That's me Aye Aye Niggas smell the work through the bag like woooo That's him Got 'em piped up Energy so lit Young kings stay dripped That's me Aye When they see me in the hood They be like That's him Aye Back of the club Black bottle wit a baddie That's me Aye Aye Niggas smell the work through the bag like woooo That's him Got 'em piped up Energy so lit Young kings stay dripped That's me That's him That's me That's him That's me