geekup

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[Intro: Dj Smokey & Matt OX] Shadow rich gang just stole your soul (Yeah) You're never get it back (Geek) (cranes) Dj Smokey! Triple six, bitch (Geek geek) [Chorus: Matt OX] Geek Geeked up off the boat Geek, geek, geek, Geek-geek up off the boat, yuh Freak [?] raw (Raw) Put my D in her mouth and her jaw In that V I'm about to swerve off Go-go OD, I'm about to take to take off (Up, up) Takeoff, (Takeoff) Goodnight~ Take off with it (With it) Hop in the whip and I'm spinnin' (Spinnin') What I'm dressed in, I'm drenched in it, drippin' Looked at my phone, I hit ten different women One of y'all just said that they wouldn't [?] [?] [Verse 1: Acid Souljah] That bitch who like Birdman fuck way too many fuckin' rappers I ain't sayin' Birdman gay but look at the way he movin' 'round these rappers Hе kissin' Lil Wayne on the lips I ain't gon' lie, I could nеver do that shit If my manager tried to kiss me on the lips, I would pop him in his shit I'm off a X pill, yeah I'm geeked up as shit I'm off a X pill, yeah I'm booted up as shit Me and Christ smokin' gas, right out the zip You still smokin' quarter ounces, you a little bitch Today I got a phone call, now I'm screamin' free ZAYGUAPKID I'm still screamin' out free 2shanez I was talkin' to my bro on the phone like the other day How bro in the cell and he still makin' hits And y'all be outside and y'all makin' bullshit I'ma call my doctor when I need a script I'ma call my plug and I'ma get that shit flipped [Verse 2: BRUHMANEGOD & Dj Smokey] I don't even do no drugs Can't remember the last time that I had a Plug Off of the juice, I feel it stuck I'm in the backrooms with my thugs [?] In the back of the back and he still tryna geek up on me (Uh) I'm doin' everything for the homies, I feel like Dj Smokey Dj Smokey! (Uh-uh) I'm on the track with Acid and Matt Ox, know they some cold-ass honkeys I don't need a pussy to condone me I don't need your pussy to condone me The 5G is microwaving my organs (Uh-uh) And I'm Lovin' it Ch-check ya staff and you out of a job I don't even need a mufuckin' job Always really cold, tatted on my arm Started this shit in the school yard Started this shit in the classroom Started this shit in a bad mood Got addicted in the bathroom Yuh-yuh yuh (yuh-uh-uh-uh-uh) I do this shit cuz I have to Nah, I ain't shit like these rap dudes I'ma call my thugs and attack you I look like a beast from the backrooms Bitch was geeked up off our energy And he stagnant like an enemy (Yuh, yuh, yuh) [Chorus: Matt OX] Geek Geeked up off the boat Geek, geek, geek, Geek-geek up off the boat, yuh Freak [?] raw (Raw) Put my D in her mouth and her jaw In that V I'm about to swerve off Go-go OD, I'm about to take to take off (Up, up) Takeoff, (Takeoff) Take off with it (With it) Hop in the whip and I'm spinnin' (Spinnin') What I'm dressed in, I'm drenched in it, drippin' Looked at my phone, I hit ten different women One of y'all just said that they wouldn't [?] [?] [Verse 3: Christ Dillinger & Dj Smokey] Shadow Wizard Money Gang Mom hit the dope and had a change of heart Standin' in the kitchen battling the bowl with the fork I'm so high that I can't stand I walk in like Lieutenant Dan Wake up, take me a green xan Haters mad as fuck, they really stans My hood rougher than a mexican's hands Pockets got an overactive thyroid glan I drop that top like JFK In the booth recordin' with a Russian K All these rap niggas really gay She give me top like a tupee Tell a French bitch voulez vous vu che Got the pack disappearin' like Andre Three K She suckin' the dick, I'm like "Okay" Said she wanna fuck, I'm like "No way" Smoke weed, Play overwatch all day My bitch ass fat like Kanye Take a perc and- She suckin' the dick like- Pull up on your block like GRRRRAAHHHH Big percs hit 'em like AAAAHHHH Bullets hit that nigga, said AAAAAHHHH I never got shot, but it don't seem fun Baby Glock bullets hotter than the sun I ain't finna argue, I am not the one Pockets fat as fuck like Big Pun Money long as fuck like "mmh, huh" Baby bottles on me like I suck my thumb In the kitchen, got my wrist in the pot Boutta pull a fuckin' Rolls Royce out the pot Cook a fuckin' BBL up with the fuckin' pot Fuck a Ford Explorer, out the fuckin' pot The pot [Outro: Dj Smokey] Shadow Wizard Goblin Insanity This song is a war crime Sha-sha-shadow
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Credits
- Writers
- CHRIST DILLINGER
- Acid Souljah
- BRUHMANEGOD
- Matt OX