Geek'd (Explicit)

Ayy, let me hear that ho, Jeff

Tell me

*****, I'm geeked

Rollin'

*****, I'm geeked

On my feet (On my feet)

*****, I'm geeked

*****, I'm geeked (Geeked, geeked)

*****, I'm geeked

Walk in, I'm geeked, the Gucci my sneaks

That ***** she a fan, on her knees, she gon' eat

Beat up your ho like I beat up the beat

Claim you a shooter, I'm waiting to see

Think I'ma cop me a crib overseas

You thought I was *****, unleashing the beast

Don't type how I feel, just try me and see, ayy

Tape on the mind, we tittin' for tat

Them bricks in the trunk, take the work to her bag

B*****s be lurking, I s**t on they ass

I hopped out my Birkin, then hopped in the Jag

Stacking and spending, the money gon' last

Hating I'm winning, I take it and laugh

Young with a whole lot of cash

Birds sail, shipping through mail

These ****** be soft and they talking to 12

Who would've thought? Free my ****** in jail

Pop out Givenchy, big racks on the shelf

Talking no money? I'm sorry, I'm deaf

The chopper go crazy, it's stiff like an L

Finessing and flexing, I want all the wealth

Go hard and I'm wishing 'em well

Ooh, I got the juice

Pop me a Xanny then call the masseuse

Diamonds they dripping, I'm catching the flu

My b*****s do b*****s, then bring me the loot

Lil Pissy

Ooh, ooh, ooh

I'm rockin' double G, skip to my lou (Gucci)

I'm on that dirty, I feel like a boot

I came from the bottom,

I ball, Caillou (Ball, swish)

Keep it one hundred,

I'm tellin' the truth (One hundred)

We bust 'em down

And we mailin' 'em too (Bust 'em down)

We trap out that *****

'Til the lease get renewed (Trappin')

These ******, they *****,

Want peace but we shoot (They *****)

I done lost count, lil' shawty,

For all these bands I blew (Cash, racks)

She cuppin' that ass, do a dance or two

So many bands, I left her on mute

So many hundreds, this s**t get confusing

Never goin' broke, you must be delusional (Stupid)

Ball on they ass, fur coat

Think this s**t sweet, smoke me a ***** like a 'Port

Pablo was ******' your ho

I fell asleep, move your head, pour like a four

******' hand out, talkin' 'bout what they need

Get your broke ass off the floor, uh

Trap beatin', this ***** jumpin',

We 'bout to fall through the floor

Rico just called, say he pullin' up now,

Somebody go to the door

***** bad, ass fat like J-Lo

Can't go broke, I done been there before

Youngin not with the subliminals (Nah)

***** get out of line, I'm killin' him