Geekin

Lyrics

[Chorus: Strap] Shawty, I be geekin Got some bitches for the weekend I spent a hundred on my pieces I'm drinking muddy, got me leaning They say [?] I'm [?] I'm in designer every season You wanna find me, I'm in Neman's I fuck that sack up for no reason [Verse 1: Strap] They say I'm getting [?], my cup still muddy My pockets getting fatter, them bitches still love me You know I keep the blammer, you niggas can't touch me You niggas can't bust me, my shooter keep a fully Jewls on my neck, new Corvette Ten foreign bitches, while I'm boarding on a jet See a [?], nigga got a problem with the kid, where he at? I'm riding through the [?] Copped that Audemar, like damn [?] Bust down a cigar, roll a pound [?] Trap with my entourage, we got weed, codeine and [?] [Chorus: Strap] Shawty, I be geekin Got some bitches for the weekend I spent a hundred on my pieces I'm drinking muddy, got me leaning They say [?] I'm [?] I'm in designer every season You wanna find me, I'm in Neman's I fuck that sack up for no reason [Verse 2: Ali] See my shoe game, it's crazy, man My ho game, it's crazy, man I know what they want from me All them bad bitches fucking with Li I'm on a half of one, bitch, I'm geekin I got some bad hoes, for the weekend I'ma drink a little, then have the weed I'm driving fast, even though I'm on E Come and ride with me, shawty, let's just see [?] [?] shawty I like the way the light hit my diamonds Can you you give me head while I'm driving? [Chorus: Strap] Shawty, I be geekin Got some bitches for the weekend I spent a hundred on my pieces I'm drinking muddy, got me leaning They say [?] I'm [?] I'm in designer every season You wanna find me, I'm in Neman's I fuck that sack up for no reason [Verse 3: Quez] I'm leaning like a fool, dawg I'm on that Ac, I'm on that juice, dawg [?] go head and pass the loud I'm tryna get up there, way past the clouds My niggas geeked, they running round the lobby They got hoes coming, they got hoes going, they ain't stopping Your main bitch wanna chill, 'cause we poppin No white girl, still popping the mollys Man, I just drove past the police, smoking on weed Me and my nigga Strap just smoked 'bout a whole P I'm on that drank, can't sit down, might fall asleep I'm at the next party, and all the drugs on me [Chorus: Strap] Shawty, I be geekin Got some bitches for the weekend I spent a hundred on my pieces I'm drinking muddy, got me leaning They say [?] I'm [?] I'm in designer every season You wanna find me, I'm in Neman's I fuck that sack up for no reason