GROVE STREET

[Verse]
You love the street life, on Molly you can’t sleep right
I called the greenlight, my opp about to sleep tight
I go to Cluckin Bell, I want the number 7
She don’t fuck as well, i’m bout to call up Heather
You always wishy-washy, you so fair weather
I let your bitch watch me, she said no one is better
This Rocket Launcher, will launch ya to Obama
Dent ya armor, weapons like Contra
Wearing green, money team, dollar sponsors
Prolaps sweatsuit, chillin up in the cul-de-sac
Where my mini-Uzi, I don’t where I left it at
All yall just some red squares on my minimap
They should leave you dead here cause you talking trash
6 Stars on my ass, I gotta hit the dash
Money on the ground, got that floating cash
Blood puddles on the floor cause you was talking trash

[Chorus]
Pass her like rondo
Hit her like a combo
UCLA Lonzo
I’m shutting down ya console
Pass her like rondo
Hit her like a combo
UCLA Lonzo
I’m shutting down ya console
Pass her like rondo
Hit her like a combo
UCLA Lonzo
I’m shutting down ya console
Pass her like rondo
Hit her like a combo
UCLA Lonzo
I’m shutting down ya console