Groovy Tony/eddie Kane 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 wanted to gang bang 

Few years later I'm really from it, we were still kids 

Crack off nigga, I'm squeezing empty 'til 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' 'til 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) 

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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, HuH 

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 

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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 want tHe gang bang 

Few years later I'm really from it, we were still kids 

Crack off nigga, I'm squeezing empty 'til 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' 'til 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) 

Exactly what I'mma have when the cops come 

Body languages, the same as when the shots rung 

Hole in a thirty-eight and a shotgun 

Real nigga, we all know you are not one, nah 

Running with the rebels, it's a three-man weave 

With the Lord and the devil 

Really all I need is a pitchfork and a shovel 

If I can't proceed then I resort to the metal (Blank face) 

Getting high watching NBA League Pass (Who with?) 

With your family at the re-pass (My condolences) 

My heart's getting colder 

When I hug your mom and look over her shoulder 

You notice I got the, (blank face) 

I heard nothing, I ain't seen nothing 

I ain't in the middle with nothin', no in between nothin' 

F y'all for ever hating me 

As I sit there while they interrogate me 

I'm staring at 'em with the (blank face) 

Top rack nigga and the money came with it huh 

New bitch with me, hope the booty came with it, came with it 

Uh, rims flying down the road huh 

Five in the morning, feds knockin' on my door huh 

Toilet full of dope, while my burner knee high 

Tell me put the gun down, I'm probably gonna die 

I know, I know, big guns sell dope 

Eddie Kane's little bro, hundred k, one whip, hah 

Open Eddie Kane for hire 

Been tryna get rich for hours 

Nights like this I wish 

Cocaine drops would fall, woo, woo, woo, woo... 

Yo, uh, yo, uh 

Need the car with no mileage 

Kristoff on my pallet 

My cigar full of cabbage 

Came from the dirt to the carrots 

Getting dirty dollars 

Fuck different baby mommas 

Dope between the speakers 

So fuck you mister teacher 

Cause the paper, I ace it 

Lead, they tried to erase it 

But I'm still standing 

They mad at everything 

Nothing given, I'mma take it first 

On the trees like a hammock 

Flip the work behind the campus 

Young Ruby, turn your hood into a movie (into a movie...) 

Gang bang it, don't slang it 

GTA-ing, shoot the whole club up 

Fuck tryna sneak the K in 

On the road to riches 

Thank you Mister Reagan 

You helped them dollars rake in 

And to my uncle that hooked up the family 

That shit that you was smokin' 

I was pushin' residue like on the cushion 

I'mma blame it on your ass cause I ain't gettin' whoopings 

And your proof is in the pudding 

I'm his grandma's baby, Eddie Kane 

(Eddie Kane, Eddie Kane) 

Standing in the white light and we on 

And we on 

And is there any other smokers in here? 

And we on 

And is there any other smokers in here? 

And we on 

Is there any other smokers in here? 

Keys open doors on the road to my heart 

Dreams on the floor, bet a nigga stay high 

And I know.... 

We're next to go, around, around, around 

We're next to go, around, around, around 

Walk right into the light 

Getting a feeling in the night 

[?] spice 

You're my only Christ 

I have only eyes for you 

I have only eyes for you 

Your soul is mine 

Your soul is mine 

Mine, mine, mine, mine