Lil Yachty
Grooviest In The World
[Intro: Dc2trill]
Number one stunna, plus I'm the grooviest n***a in the world
Know what I'm sayin’?
It's Lil Moe, baby, yeah

[Verse 1: Dc2trill]
Stick right with me, I'ma stick right to you
I came to play like Barry Bonds, it's time to take some pictures
Trill n***a, came in with a bougie girl
She hopped up on a flight, came to a different world
Yo’ ex n***a a crab, I spoil her like a pearl
You now tuned in to the grooviest n***a in the world
I thought she was a rider, this bitch a one nighter
I had a strategic plan, I wrote it in my binder
Try me in the club, beat his ass, this n***a need a rider
Stomp a n***a out, he seen more feet than Dan Schneider
Buddy actin' dumb, his bitch know ‘bout me
I'm 'crete too, to eat, these n***as EBT
She can't help but stare, she look by us and seen the gang pass
He left with a broken heart, his bitch got whip lashed
That's a damn shame that boy can't show a rack
You ain't got shit to show, bae, bring that booty back
What a twist, I throw cash and made the bitch twirl
You now tuned in to the grooviest n***a in the world
I show these folks the Drank Babies, I'm finna change the world
I can keep that bitch up in the loop, if I know she thorough
Rolled 30 joints like Uncle Snoop, let us lead the world
She went to Brazil for her caboose, came back a superstar
I'm the one that want her, I couldn't lose, I pulled a foreign car
[Bridge: DJ Paul]
Automatic rounds comin' at ya from every end
Watch yo’ head bust

[Verse 2: Dc2trill]
Man, tryna take that bitch out, show her something new
Lil Moe made a codeine pit-stop, on the way to the loot
She gon' tell her friends everything 'bout what a n***a do
This lil bitch here lie so much, you’d think she tell the truth
Straight to the airport, I swerve in a Caddy
Drop up out it, help her with the baggage
Watch how you handle the designer you grabbin'
Lil Moe a beast and he too much to fathom
Come for the sack and the .40 just tackled
Real drink baby, drink Codeine like matter
Turnt off spaghetti, it's red like the splatter
Makin' my potion collide into atoms
Product too clean, too quiet to fathom
I ain't Slim Shady, got drip in my closet
Go to the bank and I make a deposit
Nut on her face, man, I just missed her eyelid