GROUP B

Lyrics

That's all I wanna do
 Ayo, bucket hat like I'm Gilligan
 Hit Wallace, I just ordered a Cullinan
 Milkin' the cow, what are you niggas uttering?
 Churning the butter, sensitive niggas crying
 Stepping in puddles in them new
 (Them new Giannos, nigga, come on)
 The team I'm assembling, you trembling
 We in a circle huddling
 Fumble and we coming in, tackling your empire
 It's Robert crumbling
 One nom? Huh, shit is humbling
 I'm a fucking JumboTron, Juggernaut, you a G?
 No, you're not, new balloon, watch it p-
 Concave on a skateboard
 Don't do surfboards, I don't ride waves
 Been around forever, Murray's Pomade, nigga
 Been like a decade, yuh, what up? Uh
 Ayo, keep it buck, I switch it up
 You niggas don't, that's why you stuck
 I needed seven figures, hit Australia, pick it up
 Find some young twink and get my nipples sucked
 Bad yellow bitch look like pimple pus
 Bad chocolate bitch look like Lionel knuckles
 Y'all got too much baggage and I pack light, Louis trunk
 Luggage double C, emeralds double V
 Uni tee, but the sweater vest is me
 Lemonade, elderflower with the rose
 Sony re'd up, I'ma split it with the bro (Yuh)
 Yeah, niggas like, "Act ya age, T, you trippin'"
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 Pushin' 30, but the skin say different, well
 If I act my last deal, I'm prolly 12
 I put some niggas on, nigga set a lob
 Then they hurt they selves, niggas Cheddar Bob (Pew, pew, pew)
 Foot is on the gas, I ain't letting off (Skrrt)
 Every car is gas, pissing Greta off
 And they Group B and the leather soft
 And I knew the cow, and he better off dead
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 One take
 It's like 7 AM
 

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Song Details

Duration
01:58
Key
5
Tempo
80 BPM

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