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Geekin

 

Geekin

(album: wxstski - 2022)


Bitch, I'm higher than a bird (Bitch)
Bitch, geeking off that gas like I'm a nerd (Fuck going on, Maajins?)
Bitch, you say my name Edgar, it's the third (Huh, bitch)
Bitch, you gon' pay if you want a lil' verse (Bitch)
Ayy, fuck with gang, they put in you in that hearse (Boom, boom)
Ayy, fuck with gang, they put in you in that dirt
Ayy, fuck around with me, you might get hurt, uh (Bitch)
I'ma get that cash that I deserve, hol' up

Game over, when we kill that boy, there's no retries, nah
Expensive cribs what I stay in, but I stay outside
You talking cool, but that boy sly
Shoutout Cooper, that's my guy
Send the addy, we gon' slide
Seek adventure, so don't hide, nigga
I'm a four leaf clover, run up on me, come and test your luck
Already know my circle small as shit 'cause I don't ever trust
I ain't from Milwaukee but I'm—, fuck (I ain't from Milwaukee, nigga)
Hol' up, I ain't from Milwaukee but I'm balling like a fucking buck
Ayy, I'm a golden child, rocking with that Midas touch
I feel like I'm Sora with that blade out in that fucking cut
And no, I will not dap you up
I need that cash, it's not enough (Nah)
We hit that boy, he couldn't duck (Nah)
We hit that boy like a hockey puck (Bitch)

Ayy, ayy
Hold up, calm down (Pop, pop, pop, pop)
Hear them choppers, that's that fucking sound (Gun sound, on God)
You be smoking Gs while I'm smoking pounds (Yeah)
Bitch, I am the king, where my fucking crown?
I been in my glo like my name Sosa (Bang-bang)
He can't hang with us, that boy a poser
VV on my neck, lil' shoutout Devstacks, I'm a soldier (Soldier, on God)
We gon' spill that boy blood up on the ground like a mimosa (Like a mofucking mimosa)
Laugh to niggas saying they got racks, they really don't
A lot of niggas is not like me, this shit off the dome
Not talking Spider-Man, but we leave him with no way home
I heart this ring up on my finger, already know it's Chrome (Bitch)

Bitch, I'm higher than a bird (Bitch)
Bitch, geeking off that gas like I'm a nerd (Ooh)
Bitch, you say my name Edgar, it's the third (Bitch)
Bitch, you gon' pay if you want a lil' verse (Bitch)
Ayy, fuck with gang, they put in you in that hearse (Boom-boom)
Ayy, fuck with gang, they put in you in that dirt, huh
Ayy, fuck around with me, you might get hurt, uh (Bitch)
I'ma get that cash that I deserve, hol' up (Bitch)

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