Geek'd Up

I'm out the city, can't say when I'll be back

He blowing up my line he saw my pin he's tryna track

Im just a home body, too focused on stacking racks

I just be chillin, layin low, runnin up a sack

I can't stop unless I get some plaques

Diamonds on my teeth, yours are filled with plaque

If the shoe fits, then fuck it, it applies to you

There's never envy on my team, that divides the crew

Yeah, im super geeked up

Emilio pucci, pretty coochi I got him bricked up

Icy neck, it get me wet, I tell him lick up

Small waist, with a wagon like a pick up

Nellyana, im hotter than a sauna

Saucy wit the season, I might just slap ya momma

Ricky's on my feet this ain't dolce gabbana

You love to beef, I'll grill you up no Benihana

Can't fuck with ops, I'll smoke you up no marijuana

Damn, uh uh, not Mary Jane

I cannot not fuck with you you is lame

You bitches sad, you looking mad I'm just cashing blue

We'll that's too bad, I'm chasin money it's a high pursuit

I got a sweet tooth for gettin money it's giving me bad roots

Gotta stay in your lane don't switch up the route

Cut em off, time to split ends, then I dyed the roots

We is not is the same, we on different routes

Damn, I guess you could say routes

Uh uh, I don't know what that was about

My pussy hella wet, yours is giving drought

I'm a king, I get bread, you like in and out

Cause every **** that come around just goes in and out, of you

Hit the nail on the head, they just tryna screw

Im off the white, I set my lines up it's lookin like a queue

If there's beef between us you get turned to stew

Treat the mic like a dick, I'll spit in the stu

Only time you **** travel is when you on the court

VVS is on my neck, you bitches wearing quartz

Only aiming hheadshots like we playing Forts

Direct with the high tech, I might need support

Damn

Off the liquor I be wylin, drinkin out the gallon

You bitches askin too much questions like you jimmy Fallon

Can never be in my shoes, you could only imagine

I need the money A.S.A.P killem with the fashion

Damn, Im the new assassin

Morning wood, book a trip, I be in the cabins

It's snowin heavy in my nostrils, wont catch me slackin

Orange Richard Millie me, yeah I need the salmon

Out for a loop, With my clique, got the belts fastened

Cut a few people off now they askin what happened

Off with they hits, like we playing Madden

It's never war between us, I like to keep it civil

Can't fuck with the fakes, can't do artificial

I be ballin off the court, keepin it judicial

Im a ten, im a dime, you barely a nickel

Sending bitches out the way It's time for dismissal

Sending bitches out the way It's time for dismissal