Maybach Geek 2 (On Me) ft. AntiMerc Lyrics

(I got Givenchy on me)

Hop in the Maybach Geek

(Yeah)

They gon' hate on the kid

I'ma shoot out the Sig

I count the racks it's so big

I'm get the Wock out the fridge

I might just boot up then burn down a bridge

Burn down a bridge, I mix the Wock up with Tris

How much I pour, about six

Yea we movin' with the big body, luh bricks

You can see all the Wock in my piss

I'ma go Giannis on a bitch, Greek Freak

Brodie had hopped out the Maybach Geek

I just want to leave and burn rub' on the streets

When I'm just booted up, life is a breeze

Yea, I just been cookin' it, flippin' it

Yea, I just been stackin' it, drippin' it

Yea, The vision, Givenchy, The big body

Yea, Run up the chickens, the big money, Yea

I got the fashion on me, I don't wear glasses on me (glasses on me, yeah)

We gon' put that lil boy on a tee

Swervin' the TrackHawk, luh jeep

Me and Anti, Shaq and Kobe

I bought the Redeye, the black SRT

I just get money, The green

I just get shit just for free

Yea, I just get shit just for free

Yea, I got the Glocky on me

Yea, I'm just gon' pass it, Anti

Yea, Hop out a Maybach Geek

(Hop out a Maybach Geek)

I mix the perky wit' nic, offa' the perky I'm sick (Yeah Yeah)

Hop out the Maybach geeked wit' a brick

I know some niggas from school hitting licks

I know some niggas from school keeping sticks

Run up on gang he gone get his wig split

Popping a x and I hop in the pit

Smoking on gas and it smell like arm pit

Feel like I'm wayfield got sticks at the ritz (Ya)

Woke up this morning and hit me a lick (Ay)

Woke up this morning I made bout a honeybun

Shot em' so many times it was bout 21

Keeping that choppa', I'm keeping that gunny gun

Thought it was funny till' he started runny run

Extract the Percocet so ion' get nauseous

I stay wit' shooters so you better be cautious

You better stay alert

Lil' bitch I'm AntiMerc

I just be offa' the percs

He want the smoke imma' give him that work

Choppa' a thottie that bih' gonna flirt

Hop in that tonka I hop and then skrrt'

Send em' a bullet but it not a nerf

Offa' the perky she get on my nerves

Offa' the perky turned me to a asshole

Lil' Anti gone stick to the cash hoe

Drugged out nigga nodding off wit' a bankroll (what)

Walked in the party rest in peace to Bankroll (rest in peace)

No I don't want ya bitch she a lil' stank hoe (no way)

Ion' give a fuck about you

Bitch I just want them blues