Groupies “Ayee” lyrics

[Intro]
Yah
Lean, sippin' lean (*Laughing*)
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, we told 'em, man (We told 'em, man)
Ayy, man, what up man? (What up man?)
Woah, woah
Go, go
I'm about to pull up dawg
Real sh*t
Ayy

[Verse 1]
Pull up and I flex
Yo b*tch gave me neck
Please don't disrespect
We don't do no text
Come and get this work
I'ma go berserk
Designer on my shirt, he wanna know the worth 'cause

[Chorus]
n*ggas be acting like groupies, ayy
n*ggas be acting like groupies, ayy
n*ggas be acting like groupies, ayy
Talking that sh*t, boy you goofy, ayy
n*ggas be acting like groupies, ayy
n*ggas be acting like groupies, ayy
n*ggas be acting like groupies, ayy
Talking that sh*t, boy you goofy, ayy
[Post-Chorus]
I'ma pull up with the uzi, ayy
She sent me pics of her booty, ayy
n*ggas be acting like groupies, ayy
n*ggas be acting like groupies, ayy
n*ggas be acting like groupies, ayy
n*ggas be acting like groupies, ayy
n*ggas be acting like groupies, ayy
Talking that sh*t, boy you goofy, ayy

[Verse 2]
We got the clout on the name
n*ggas, they wanna be gang, f*ck is you saying? (Hold up)
I go Super Saiyan (Ha), no I am not playing
I gotta go, smoking that gas at my shows
I got these hoes tryin' to pose
Wanna take flicks, flick of my wrist
Thumbing through money think I got cyst
Dunk on these n*ggas like Julius Erving
Ball on these b*tches like I'm Kyrie Irving
I told her don't like her, she think that she perfect
She went to that lame to find out he was worthless
n*ggas still hate but come to my shows
Boy you a fan and I already know
Lying yourself, and you will get exposed
Rap because I really rap what I be on
Hold up
[Verse 3]
pus*y n*gga better run
Run it, Run it, Run it up
Keep my OG's in the cut
Tell that n*gga "try his luck"
Got a b*tch in a truck
Sippin' lean, rollin' blunts
Roll my wood on her butt
While she is suckin' on my nuts

[Chorus]
n*ggas be acting like groupies, ayy
n*ggas be acting like groupies, ayy
n*ggas be acting like groupies, ayy
Talking that sh*t, boy you goofy, ayy
n*ggas be acting like groupies, ayy
n*ggas be acting like groupies, ayy
n*ggas be acting like groupies, ayy
Talking that sh*t, boy you goofy, ayy

[Verse 4]
n*gga wanna be gang
pus*y n*gga you a lame
pus*y n*gga you a stank
Always tryna act the same
We ain't do it for the fame (Nah)
Two cups purple rain
My elders think I need a change
But I went a bought a chain
I'ma flex on my hoes
I'ma flex on my bros
Got a piercing in my nose
Never been a type to fold
All my n*ggas tatted up
We don't really give a f*ck
All my n*ggas' gettin' bucks
On the road, why you stuck?
[Chorus]
n*ggas be acting like groupies, ayy
n*ggas be acting like groupies, ayy
n*ggas be acting like groupies, ayy
Talking that sh*t, boy you goofy, ayy
n*ggas be acting like groupies, ayy
n*ggas be acting like groupies, ayy
n*ggas be acting like groupies, ayy
Talking that sh*t, boy you goofy, ayy

[Post-Chorus]
I'ma pull up with the uzi, ayy
She send me pics of her booty, ayy
n*ggas be acting like groupies, ayy
n*ggas be acting like groupies, ayy
n*ggas be acting like groupies, ayy
n*ggas be acting like groupies, ayy
n*ggas be acting like groupies, ayy
Talking that sh*t, boy you goofy, ayy