Groupie (feat. Hella Sketchy)

Dirty groupie bitches, no these bitches can't come near me

VVS on my wrist, bitches wanna suck my dick

Dirty ass hoes they be playing with broke boys

If you talking shit, I'm a spray with the toys

If he talking shit, I'm a pull up with my boys

Let the strap hit, make another bad choices

Riding through the night in a black Rolls Royces

Counting money up but I can not feel no joy

You can't feel me, no you a little lame bitch

Fuck everybody, fucking with me for some fame bitch

Way too many hoes on me, I got all these options

If I see a opp then the 30 get to pop it

I woke up in the morning, I’m feeling nauseous, I vomit

The real life truth hurts more than I wanted

And this world broke me down so I listen to the prophet

Rest in peace in to my brother (to my brother, yeah)

Hop on to this track a couple years later

Sketchy, when you recorded this you was 18

Recorded at my crib and I was 19

Now I’m 24, living top floor

But it don’t mean shit if you not here bro

Wish I could tell you all this story galore

(Wish I could tell you all this story galore)

Dirty groupie bitches, no these bitches can't come near me

VVS on my wrist, bitches wanna suck my dick

Dirty ass hoes they be playing with broke boys

If you talking shit, I'm a spray with the toys