Groupies lyrics

by

2wo2imes



[Intro]
Your main b*tch a fan that ho all on my di*k
I was 13 years old posted up in the bricks
You tried to cross me and got hit with the trip
n*gga pull around here then his whip getting flipped
It's like sixty some shots in this motherf*cking stick
n*gga ain't pop out- [Run that sh*t back Nino]
(2wo2imes)
Straight gang sh*t I'm rocking with Nino Andretti you know what the f*ck going on, on gang
Yeah, Hkunxhkos
Rich Slime Global

[Chorus]
These f*ck n*ggas know not to play with me (For real)
Never lacking b*tch you know my trip stay with me (On gang)
Groupie b*tches tryna keep 'em away from me (What?)
Gwaluh a savage you know he gon' spray for me (Hrrr)
Roll up three grams of dead opps then I face it (Dead opps)
He brag about f*cking that b*tch but she basic (What?)
My youngins hop out broad day then bareface sh*t (On Gang)
f*ck n*ggas groupiеs all you do is jump sh*t (For real)

[Verse]
Why the f*ck you trapping if ye'еn got no stick> (Gang)
If I ball with lil bro then he sending a blitz (b*tch)
He gon' ball with J-cash he gon' ball with Lil Nick (Lil Nick)
Take a shot at me b*tch then you better not miss (What)
I got seventeen shots in this mother f*cking glick (On gang)
Yhap gang the mob and we ain't tryna clique (Yah)
Your main b*tch a fan that hoe all on my di*k (For real)
I was thirteen years old posted up in the bricks
You tried to cross me and got hit with the trip
n*gga pull around here then his whip getting flipped (On gang)
It's like sixty some shots in this mother f*cking stick (b*tch)
n*gga ain't pop out n*gga's ain't on sh*t (At all)
I was just on my di*k now they back on my di*k (For real)
He was just having work now that boy he a lick (A lick)
They said wanting smoke then we pushed up with them sticks (Sticks)
Hop out draw down then hit you and your b*tch (Bah, bah bah)
Yah, f*ck n*gga
Rich Slime sh*t [Rich Slime Global]
[Chorus]
These f*ck n*ggas know not to play with me (On gang)
Never lacking b*tch you know my trip stay with me (For real)
Groupie b*tches tryna keep 'em away from me (On gang)
Gwaluh a savage you know he gon' spray for me
Roll up three grams of dead opps then I face it (Dead opps)
He brag about f*cking that b*tch but she basic
My youngins hop out broad day then bareface sh*t (On Gang)
f*ck n*ggas groupies all you do is jump sh*t (For real)
These f*ck n*ggas know not to play with me (On gang)
Never lacking b*tch you know my trip stay with me (Hrrr)
Groupie b*tches tryna keep 'em away from me (On gang)
Gwaluh a savage you know he gon' spray for me (Lil Savage)
Roll up three grams of dead opps then I face it (I face it)
He brag about f*cking that b*tch but she basic
My youngins hop out broad day then bellface sh*t (On gang)
f*ck n*ggas groupies all you do is jump sh*t (For real)
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