Geeked Up

Lyrics

[Intro: Yung LA & Young Thug] Yeah, bloody K (Bloody) Boy, yeah Yeah, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy [Chorus: Yung LA & Young Thug] Get geeked up with Thug (What?) Fly rich, Michael Kors (Kors) These shoes on my feet (What?) You cannot afford (Damn) This drink in my cup (Woo) I went overboard (Hee) Jeff, he got that chopper (Hee) Shooting at you like a sport (Grraow) This one here geeked up (What?) This one here geeked up (Geeked up) This one here geeked up (Geeked up) This one here geeked up (Geeked up) This one here geeked up (Geeked up) This one here geeked up (Geeked up) This one here geeked up (Geeked up, Thugger) [Verse 1: Young Thug] Molly tan sand, I take pictures of my principal A foreign class mate, I'ma look her up in literature I peek up on her desk 'cause I heard she got a camel toe I found out she wasn't nothing and she wanna fuck my vehicle Me and Lay in presidential suite with fifty fleece I got a mansion on South Beach like I play with the fucking Heat So many bitches call my phone my ringtone is a beep And I ain't never been a Christian, but got rackades on my feet Wendy Williams on the Charger, I'ma slow up (I'ma slow up) My bitch hot like the sign at Dunkin Donuts (Donuts) A hundred for a shape up, them designer cuts (Designer cuts) I got on Ferragamo boxers, these designer nuts (Designer nuts) [Chorus: Yung LA & Young Thug] Get geeked up with Thug (What?) Fly rich, Michael Kors (Kors) These shoes on my feet (What?) You cannot afford (Damn) This drink in my cup (Woo) I went overboard (Hee) Jeff, he got that chopper (Hee) Shooting at you like a sport (Grraow) This one here geeked up (What?) This one here geeked up (Geeked up) This one here geeked up (Geeked up) This one here geeked up (Geeked up) This one here geeked up (Geeked up) This one here geeked up (Geeked up) This one here geeked up (Geeked up, Thugger) [Verse 2: Yung LA] Popped up looking like Batman (Skrrt, skrrt, Batman) Weed so loud it sound like the ambulance (Woo) That's that "woo-woo" (Woo, woo) Four pockets fat, that's that brew-brew (Woo, woo) My wrist two scoops (Two scoops) Bless these hoes like "ah-choo" (Leave her alone) Me and Thugger, baby (Thugger Thugger) On my A-Town, baby (Thugger Thugger) I was born at Grady (Uh) Let's go crazy on 'em I'm in Lil Haiti on (Lil Haiti?) Heard they been hating on him (They hating on him) I been drinking commas [Chorus: Yung LA & Young Thug] Get geeked up with Thug (What?) Fly rich, Michael Kors (Kors) These shoes on my feet (What?) You cannot afford (Damn) This drink in my cup (Woo) I went overboard (Hee) Jeff, he got that chopper (Hee) Shooting at you like a sport (Grraow) This one here geeked up (What?) This one here geeked up (Geeked up) This one here geeked up (Geeked up) This one here geeked up (Geeked up) This one here geeked up (Geeked up) This one here geeked up (Geeked up) This one here geeked up (Geeked up, Thugger)