Geeked Up

Like, pour me a six now I'm geeked up

Like, my shooters pull up in them Jeep trucks

We shoot at your gang, switching through lanes, track hawk, they cannot keep up

We shoot at your gang, switching through lanes, track hawk, they cannot keep up

Like, pour me a six now I'm geeked up

Like, my shooters pull up in them Jeep trucks

We shoot at your gang, switching through lanes, track hawk, they cannot keep up

We shoot at your gang, switching through lanes, track hawk, they cannot keep up

Like, pour me a six now I'm geeked up

Like, my shooters pull up in them Jeep trucks

We shoot at your gang, switching through lanes, track hawk, they cannot keep up

We shoot at your gang, switching through lanes, track hawk, they cannot keep up

XD with a stick, attached with a beam so I know I won't miss

Let him run, he get left like he Rick

Bullets burn him, watch him twitch

Fuck a cab, he got left in a Lyft, how ya all linkin' up for a hit?

And the dubs to the T's to my dick

I'm tryna spin through and hang out the whip

Tryna hit a goofy in his shit

One got hit in his back and he tripped and the other one almost went out like a bitch

I was praying the dumb **** slipped

I'm tryna slide in a stoley

Let him run, I'ma get with his brodey

Don't need a show, I can do this shit doley

Fuck if I'm rich, I'ma still take his Rollie

RIP Naz, yeah, I blitz for the crodey

He get got, he can keep what he owe me

He get shot, give a fuck what he told me

Shoot like I'm Curry, yeah, I know they can't hold me

Like, pour me a six now I'm geeked up

Like, my shooters pull up in them Jeep trucks

We shoot at your gang, switching through lanes, track hawk, they cannot keep up

We shoot at your gang, switching through lanes, track hawk, they cannot keep up

Like, pour me a six now I'm geeked up

Like, my shooters pull up in them Jeep trucks

We shoot at your gang, switching through lanes, track hawk, they cannot keep up

We shoot at your gang, switching through lanes, track hawk, they cannot keep up

NYC to the A, **** get shot every day

They find out where you stay and they gon' come where you lay

Me and my gang don't play, got soldiers on watch with the K

You pussy better watch what you say and snitches better stay out the way

I put an opp in his place like Botox shot in the face

Thought he was running the race but now he just running in place

I got bodies like a drill rapper, I ain't capping, I'm real rapper

Even before I had a deal, ask 'em, Gucci labeled as a real trapper

Gucci and Kay Flock, leave a **** cold but the Glock on my hip, yeah, it stay hot

Try to pull the Wraith out, but he got the race shot, and twelve on my block tryna stake out

Let my **** shake out, got 'em on max and I know he get mad when I break out

Walking with a shank out, blood be on the tank top, stay up top now your brains out

Money all I think 'bout, but a **** dream 'bout, went from the jail to the dream house

Judging from the trap house, it got a scrap house, so many Ps it's a green house

AKA the codeine house, hundred pints in it so we call it the lean house

Gucci Mane, yeah, I'm the king now, used to be the plug, but now he just a fiend now

Like, pour me a six now I'm geeked up

Like, my shooters pull up in them Jeep trucks

We shoot at your gang, switching through lanes, track hawk, they cannot keep up

We shoot at your gang, switching through lanes, track hawk, they cannot keep up