Geeked up Tf Lyrics

I'm geeked up the fuck, she aint even know I was gassed

We aint losing our luck, my homie he got a lil pack

S O E on us, lil homie he wanted it bad

He aint getting this cash, my brodie he cut him off bad

He aint even like that, brodie better pipe down

So you liked her back then? You should see what she like now

She'll fuck it up good on the right couch

Bout to OD in the white house

(huh, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I got my twizz, I told that lil bitch to get out

Fuck your rizz, told that lil boy to sit down

Corny ass fuckers from mid town

Cornballs rolling on my ground

I'm bout to call up the soon, and gather my goons

I like me some high ground

You aint get it lil bitch, but I just think that's gon be something I like

I call up Saeed, or Grey, or Korrupt, fuck they all look alike

I'm whippin the beam, they yelling at me to sell it

Like fuck it I might

I swear this shit cursed like night

I'm going to fast no lights

All of the soon, chillin at felony speeds

No cartoon, might put a nice wrap on a tree

Fuckers cant get it like me

I'm throwing up two threes

Make an S, put it on the beam

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Make an S, put it on the beam

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I'm geeked up the fuck, she aint even know I was gassed

We aint losing our luck, my homie he got a lil pack

S O E on us, lil homie he wanted it bad

He aint getting this cash, my brodie he cut him off bad

He aint even like that, brodie better pipe down

So you liked her back then? You should see what she like now

She'll fuck it up good on the right couch

Bout to OD in the white house

(huh, yeah, yeah, yeah)