Geekin' Lyrics

Back me

Wear me like a Jansport and strap me

Two slings packed tight in my khaki's

Two opps might blow out they backies

We cut no slackies, yeah

Don't distract me

Focus on my money better copy then come at me

I just copped a packie buss it open then she slapped me

Cutting with my slimes got these niggas yelling slatty

Baby age like wine she a baddy with a fatty

Hmm that shit tough though

We go too cut throat

Ice out by the bus load

She fucks when I fuck so

I'm cool with no fucks hoe

That makes two fucks though

Make sense no sus bro

Weed, sex, and hustle

Ooh she get freaky and shit

Bet if shawty pop that pussy

That's that leaky and shit

I'mma get that shit squeaky I'mma clean up that bitch

She a buss down bitch I'mma beat up that bitch

Lil hoe I'm geekin'

Come pop that pussy in the mountains for the weekend

Pop it like it's 1999 we off the deep end

I don't really listen when these bitches get to speakin'

Bitches be tweakin'

You see me rollin'

I put the keef around the wood it make it potent

Hennessey and energy I blend it it's the potion

Move in slow motion

I'm on the way to make a milli on some GOAT shit

People thinkin' I got lost in all this pop shit

If you want my spot in the city you'll need a locksmith

Understand, I'm the man, I set the bar

I'm so high you see me sittin' on a star

I see through your fake views and smoke screens

Dead beat rappers, all actors, no dreams

Fuck your bitch, steal your fans, nobody iller

Flow too raw my shit come with salmonella

We moving different we just do this the for the fam

You've been sticking to the streets

We've been sticking to the plans

Top dog, first place, catch me if you can

I don't need a runway I won't ever land

I feel like everybody want it now

We just keep it hundred homie we ain't ever watered down

Little salt, little spice

Fuck your life

We gon' cut the lights

Lil hoe I'm geekin'

Come pop that pussy in the mountains for the weekend

Pop it like it's 1999 we off the deep end

I don't really listen when these bitches get to speakin'

Bitches be tweakin'

You see me rollin'

I put the keef around the wood it make it potent

Hennessey and energy I blend it it's the potion

Move in slow motion

I'm on the way to make a milli on some GOAT shit

I had 30's in my Phat Farms way back before Top 8's

Codeine in my Sean John sweat pockets you not safe

I been him since old eight

CVS adjusted they whole franchise 'cause me and my niggas was told to go play

That's pimp

Demon time I'm on the clock y'all wanna watch then let's get it

Venzilla my namesake, Zoey my aka bidditch

King Kong on my block don't trespass on my acre

If y'all lit then I'm laser

Run fast before I wake up and spray somethin'

Y'all could keep trying

I'm on

I can't rap and I'm wrong

I'm just tryin' to fuck somebody wife long dick style like Tyrone

Really geeked up so my tone is a little extra

I just spent the whole night freebasing my palm with a pill detective

Let these lil niggas know

It's a new sheriff in town

You Aryans wild

Ooh scary in style

Who carried this child?

Yo' momma a hoe

Might fuck her myself

Who dare me to violate Lil Jimmy

I'll wait pupils dilated god better save him from me

Bitch I'm geekin

I just split a Percocet up skirtin' from the precinct

Felons at my side we cop a pie it lasts a weekend

Coca on my phone I'm all alone a nigga fiendin'

It's snowing fuck what season it is

Lil hoe I'm geekin'