#ProducedbytheVamp - Groovemeister lyrics

Aye I need me a spaceship Aye I need me a take off Kinda scary wanting to be higher n***as waiting asking if it's fire Then I dropped Acid Lake off To show you floating ain't nothing Y'all got garbage circulating in the place dawg Now feel that acid rain pour Jimi dropped his sh** BOHEMIA coming watch this sh** That heat in the oven, beep see us coming That tree stench is on us, weed be abundant No defense is on me, he steady winning The top is just all he see You ain't making your way up or stalling me I do not give a f** who you wana to be I just entered my bag and my arm is deep You just whimpering sad cause you aren't me Grew up listening to jazz and that R&B So don't think cause I sing I don't f**ing rap I'm just tired of listening to f**ing trap So I made what they slang in they arteries I feel like I'm the plug and they're calling me They get hit with the tax cause we aren't cheap They get hit with the bat and they out of here I get in with the pack in my outerwear Where he came from? He allowed in here?How'd he take off? This is our year I devour here, I deflower her Get the pot in here, you hypotenuse That's the opposite to the right -- To a topper tear Cry a river boy Ill walk on top of tears Man I been popped for years I dropped the top and ran Like a corvette Ain't talk to pop in years And I ain't call yet I'm Like a war vet Cause done shot some years Same main n***a, picking cotton Hear me slang yay, n***a skipping college Yea I can't take n***as sitting jocking Saying Jay ain't. You ain't with the problems It ain't sh** to solve it n***a it be Jay bel season alone If you ain't heard before man I need you to know You n***as wasn't there you ain't see me broke When I was robbing big like a tv show This reaper sh** is not for the weak hearted It's me first and the rest could keep just calling A t shirt with the faces of beats on it It's Cheaper by the dozen I'm Steve Martin Im Steve Austin I'm ballin with two beers in my hand Tooth smeared on the vans, cause I'll run up yo grill I'm gunning in the field I'm coming for the k** If Bridgeport send me another f**ing bill Aye muhf** a chill And mutha f** a bu*ton too I just can't wait for the plate that's what glutton do It's the same Jay aye dame what we cutting to You insane bro, usuian bolt, man I'm cutting through Yea I scissor through like the lesbians in pictures do Never been a dude you could step to with a frigging stool Think I'm minuscule cause I'm smoking dope and sitting cool They thought he had this on me oh yay Watch the man gleam Then you wake up Like a bad like a bad dream With the face up Mr Krabs meme Let that b**h breathe n***a move like they ain't let that kid eat See the groove live they get swept of thy feet Like a smooth guy, to impress a nice piece. n***a spew fire still get pressed for I.D Never hit bars cause I think I'm familiar uh Only f** w the familia uh n***as moving like chameleons bruh Seeing through all of your colors and shapes See your mystique man f** all you fakes X men out that's how we deal with it uh Exit left if you ain't feeling it uh Run to the bag aye I cut to the chase Cut to the chase like my scammers That f** up the system I f** with the faith Cause he f**ed up the bank Got a black & white car made to f** up your race Get the f** out the way Aye f** trump by the way Aye f** outta my way ---- Blacking is a sport Shaqing with the boards Had to hit em hard Pa** the kid the ball Fastest dribble mode Clock is hitting fo Got the pick and rolled Span and dribbled off Lift the wrist and pulled *Money*