Shout Out Tizzle ft. Groovy X Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

We had to get to the bag

And work our way up to the top I thought I told you that

None of this shit gon' stop

Got a head of a rasta feelin' like pop

I got that juice and feel like pop I got that show that'll knock off your socks

Yeah, flexin' in this bitch just like a jock

Yeah, this shit could end quick like a TikTok Yeah, I'm losin' my grip, I need some chalk

Yeah, that's why I sip on this 40 on this malt

Yeah, uh, shittin' in the booth I'm treatin' it just like a stall

Yeah, I got way too close to the window Guess I'ma fall

Yeah, you stopped answering the call Damn, I throw that shit up in the air

She watch it fall down

When I get to itchin shit, I just get it clawed down

My gang too fuckin' grimy, they just left dog pound

Long wallet, 'bout my paper

Pull up in Mercedes

I don't really got an answer baby

I'ma leave it at a maybe

I be rockin' that vintage

Still look like the latest

I told her to pull up to Texas She love strippin' in Vegas

Muhammad Ali, I feel like the greatest Yeah, shout-out to Tizzle he the "paidest"

Yeah, trey-six put this on their playlist Yeah

We had to get to the bag

And work our way up to the top

I thought I told you that None of this shit gon' stop

Got a head of a rasta feelin' like pop I got that juice, I feel like pop

I got this show that'll knock off your socks

Yeah, flexin' in this bitch just like a jock Yeah, this shit could end quit like a TikTok

Yeah, I'm losin' my grip, I need some chalk Yeah, that's why I sip on this 40 on this malt

Yeah, uh, shittin' in the booth I'm treatin' it just like a stall