Groovy Tony

Album: Blank Face (2016)
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  • Blank face, Tre 8
    Kill everybody, fuck an AK
    Sell narcotics and step my dollars up to Bill Gates
    Push all limits, you lookin' timid, need to back off
    Punk ass cops, them crackers want us with our black off
    Thug life nigga since '96 I wanted to gang bang
    Few years later I'm really from it
    We were still kids
    Crack off nigga, I'm squeezing empty till the shell break
    Fuck my image I need to drop
    I need to, blank face
    Cause brain damage from my mechanics, keeping two ways
    Sell narcotics, I'm slanging diamonds with your pack then
    Stack large commas, you with your riders with your backbone
    Can't fold figures, I make deposits with the gold grin
    Jeans look dirty, I lift the Chevy with the rims on
    All bad bitches they wanna fuck me with the cap gone
    Real life nigga, I'm in the stu' till all the weed blown
    Wait long, long, I hid the dope behind the cellphone
    Y'all don't hear me, I want the money right
    Ugh, Groovy Tony, no face killer
    I see the money right, ugh
    Yeah, I'm blank face

    Clear everything out the safe
    Crack the pig bank
    Robbin' your kids too
    My heart an igloo
    The devil in all blue
    Die now go to heaven or bring 'em through
    Lot of brown 'round here
    Got that white girl for you
    And she swimming in fire water, could be double digits
    Pistol through your Civic
    Most die before they hear it
    Turn a nigga to a spirit
    Drive slow, oh, hey
    Hit the curb with shattered mirrors
    Look around now you're hellbound
    Boogie down, bullshit I won't allow
    Slang a bird every hou'
    Smack a nigga with the heat
    Contradicting, now you peace
    Leave you triple six laying in defeat
    Can you dig it?
    Struck a match, they won't finish
    Drop a nigga off, get a nigga whipped
    Squeezing fingertips, aye

    Blank face, Tre 8
    Kill everybody, fuck an AK
    Sell narcotics and step my dollars up to Bill Gates
    Push all limits, you lookin' timid, need to back off
    Punk ass cops them crackers want us with our black off
    Thug life nigga since '96 I want the gang bang
    Few years later I'm really from it
    We were still kids
    Crack off nigga, I'm squeezing empty till the shell break
    Fuck my image I need to drop
    I need to, blank face
    Cause brain damage from my mechanics, keeping two ways
    Sell narcotics, I'm slanging diamonds with your pack then
    Stack large commas, you with your riders with your backbone
    Can't fold figures, I make deposits with the gold grin
    Jeans look dirty, I lift the Chevy with the rims on
    All bad bitches they wanna fuck me with the cap gone
    Real life nigga, I'm in the stu' till all the weed blown
    Wait long, long, I hid the dope behind the cellphone
    Y'all don't hear me, I want the money right
    Ugh, Groovy Tony, no face killer
    I see the money right, ugh
    Blank face Writer/s: Quincy Matthew Hanley
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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