Geekin
[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