Groovy Tony Lyrics - Schoolboy Q

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 cap on 

Real life nigga, I'm in the stu' till all the weed blown 

Wait long, long, I hit 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 

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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 want it loud 

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 

Photos 

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 cabs on 

Real life nigga, I'm in the stu' till all the weed blown 

Wait long, long, I hit 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