Lyrics

This is geebo Ayy, gang, runnin' from the nee-naw, nee-naw Welelelee, shwee Ice on the wrist like get him, get him, get him From Sydney to Lebanon, stand up Rooh Geebo, geebo Runnin' from the nee-naw, nee-naw It's a bit truthful make him do the Dabke dance with this steel Geebo, geebo, get him Ice on the wrist like wet him, wet him Bend that back, let me see you twerk it Talk on my name, let him Like baddie, habibti from Aussie Wanna role with me, but it's risky Welelelelele, shwee You want artillery we got shwe We got plenty like welelele Burners on deck, they're ringin' em (Brr) Akhis still hittin' em, lettin' em (Grr) Boys in the trap, they're killin' it Flippin' them packs like innocent citizens They hate it when we drop a teaser Here's a puffer, brother, have a breather Watch 'em catch these shots like a keeper 'Cause we got messy shooters like FIFA Fuck that, if they want beef Drill ain't dead till we rest in peace Go call up the akhis and round up the toys Cause geebo's about, make noise in the streets I heard everything they said (Rooh) Watch me put 'em to bed (Geebo) Wallahi, do your homework Pass the hadid, I'll fill 'em with lead Back to the trap like miss me (Shwe) Bend that back like (Welelelelele) I tell her geeba, geeba Now I got three of her friends And they're rollin' with me, silly Ahki's still makin' that kill, killy Still in the streets with Bill, Billy This year I'm makin' a mill, millie We ain't signin' no deal All my opps can get brucked When we pull up, it's duck, duck, goose You wanna play tips, then I'm comin' in clutch Touch one of mine, two of yours get touched (Rooh) Geebo, geebo Runnin' from the nee-naw, nee-naw It's a bit truthful make him do the Dabke dance with this steel Geebo, geebo, get him Ice on the wrist like wet him, wet him Bend that back, let me see you twerk it Talk on my name, let him L ain't tryna catch a case But I just keep killin' em, killin' em Find these opps, get rid of 'em, rid of 'em Got that drop, put him in a box He's way too soft like silicone Got bad B's, big ass, big silicones Hold the L 'cause I just keep winnin' 'em Akimbo 'cause I just love twinnin' 'em Fuck if they don't like me Highly likely they ain't relevant How do you call yourself a don? Rooh minhun Ayri fik ya hakir, tala fi Rooh minhun I swear on my grave If these gronk's got somethin' to say Let 'em know that it's on They know we on top But cunts get down under where I'm from This is Sydney, in case you forgot Broad daylight, you can get still shot I'm on the telephone, got packs from Lebanon Send it like Amazon, now the block's red hot 'Cause don't ever say we don't ride for the set When half of these pussies just talk on the net I'm not Ed Sheeran, but I got 'em obsessed If they're thinkin' out loud, Izzy, aim for the head (Rooh) Geebo, geebo Runnin' from the nee-naw, nee-naw It's a bit truthful make him do the Dabke dance with this steel Geebo, geebo, get him Ice on the wrist like wet him, wet him Bend that back, let me see you twerk it Talk on my name, let him Rooh, rooh, geebo, geebo Rowet, rowet, triko, triko Jino, jino, nito, nito Kilkon on my signal This ain't welcome to Brixton This is the jungle, welcome to Sydney Now that the BROTHERS are killin' the drill scene After this song I'm on everyone's hit list (Rooh) Geebo, geebo Runnin' from the nee-naw, nee-naw It's a bit truthful make him do the Dabke dance with this steel Geebo, geebo, get him Ice on the wrist like wet him, wet him Bend that back, let me see you twerk it Talk on my name, let him (Rooh) Geebo, geebo (Geebo) All my opps can get brucked Got that drop Drill ain't dead till we rest in
Writer(s): Issam Ahmad, Bassam Ahmad, Nicholas Saady Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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