Song Meaning

The lyrics paint a stark picture of survival and dominance in a harsh environment, where loyalty is paramount and violence is a constant threat. The opening lines immediately establish a tone of danger, with "shots get to hittin', make a big nigga tip over." This sets the stage for a narrative focused on navigating treacherous circumstances, where "cut and runnin' water" signifies a desperate plea for escape from "trenches" and the gnawing hunger of starvation. The narrator's journey is marked by a pragmatic ruthlessness, acknowledging that "it been hard gettin' what I target" and that success requires a "slimy" approach from the outset. The central tension lies in the duality of loyalty and betrayal, and the narrator's unwavering commitment to his inner circle. He distinguishes himself from others by demanding violent action as proof of brotherhood: "Can't call yourself one of my lil' brothers, you ain't whacked a nigga." This is juxtaposed with the fear of betrayal, as "most times codies turn to snitches," reinforcing the value of true allies like "brodie." The narrator's resolve is clear: "Take care of my niggas," and he contrasts his own actions with those who "stood there while he got stood over," emphasizing his commitment to "stand on business." The lyrics showcase a sharp, almost transactional worldview, where status and power are earned through a combination of street acumen and violent capability. The phrase "Survival of the slimy" encapsulates this ethos, suggesting that adaptability and a certain cunning are essential for staying alive and ahead. The narrator's self-proclaimed title, "Lamborghini Geeski," is not just about material wealth but signifies a level of untouchability and success achieved through navigating these dangerous currents. The repeated assertion that his "cars is European" and his "AP face ain't see-through for no reason" highlights a pride in his hard-won status and the visible markers of his elevated position. Ultimately, the effectiveness of these lyrics stems from their unflinching portrayal of a life where every interaction carries weight and consequence. The narrator's voice is direct and unvarnished, detailing a reality where "beef be good for your nutrition" and where violence is a tool for both protection and assertion of dominance. The blend of street-level pragmatism with aspirational markers like "Lamborghini Geeski" creates a compelling narrative of someone who has clawed their way to the top, constantly aware of the dangers that still lurk, but confident in their ability to overcome them.

EST Gee - Rap, Trap

Lamborghini Geeski

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[Intro] Shots get to hittin', make a big nigga tip over, yeah (Flexin' on that bitch, hold up) Yeah [Verse 1] Yeah, it was me, a ball of raw, some cut, and runnin' water (Cut and runnin' water) Get us out the trenches, Geeski, please, we tired of starvin' (FOREVEROLLING) Austin passed, I spent the whole next week and a half on Market Whoever out get slaughtered, it been hard gettin' what I target A link up with the bosses, I been slimy since it started Knew he wanted his nose wiped 'cause he kept coughin' I get money and throw crosses, am I sacrilegious? Can't call yourself one of my lil' brothers, you ain't whacked a nigga Rappers be friendly in they cities, tryna tap in with me (Tryna tap in) I'll pull that switch out like it's Pop's if niggas keep actin' silly Take care of my niggas, I get 'Cats and Tracks for three, four members (Members) Salute the real ones, said, "Fuck sucker shit," and stood on business (Stand on business) You stood there while he got stood over, I know you remember (Baow, baow, baow) Shots get to hittin', make a big nigga tip over, timber, yeah (Make a big nigga tip over) [Chorus] Yeah, at night I sit and think of ways that I could break out Easy (Free my niggas) Survival of the slimy, I can't die, so they can't beat me (Slime, slime, slime, slime) Surprise me and don't post online next time we spank your people (Yeah, next time we spank your people) My credit high with reapers, get you stepped on for no reason (I can get you stepped on for no reason) The Dada from Riata, but my cars is European (My cars is European) Lamborghini Geeski, that ain't my name for no reason (That ain't my name for no reason) Skeleton, this AP face ain't see-through for no reason (It ain't see-through for no reason) I'm flawless, that's why all them crown me king and let me lead 'em (I'ma leave 'em for no reason) [Verse 2] Yeah, sliding by my lonely, most times codies turn to snitches Unless it's brodie, if I rock out, know he rolling with it You said that you was real, observed your actions, told me different I fronted thirty 'bows of midget for twelve hundred fifty All pride aside, these niggas broke in lines and claim they drillin' Last niggas played 'round with us car got filled with 5.56s I like the way she cut, she line somethin' up, I call her trimmers Be quiet while we sittin' outside, patient, we gon' get 'em I've been double crossed, they lost when I threw out the triple Get close up and start hittin', beef be good for your nutrition Off rappin', I made millions, in the trap, I made six figures Niggas touch bro while he locked up, I'ma zip they family, nigga [Chorus] Yeah, at night I sit and think of ways that I could break out Easy (Free my niggas) Survival of the slimy, I can't die, so they can't beat me (Slime, slime, slime, slime) Surprise me and don't post online next time we spank your people (Yeah, next time we spank your people) My credit high with reapers, get you stepped on for no reason (I can get you stepped on for no reason) The Dada from Riata, but my cars is European (My cars is European) Lamborghini Geeski, that ain't my name for no reason (That ain't my name for no reason) Skeleton, this AP face ain't see-through for no reason (It ain't see-through for no reason) I'm flawless, that's why all them crown me king and let me lead 'em (I'ma lead 'em for no reason)

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Writers: Royce Monroe
Flex on the Beat
BWolf201
EST Gee
FOREVEROLLING

Lamborghini Geeski

Lamborghini Geeski

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