GENEVA ft. keygen Lyrics

Oh yeah, and I'm curious if you can keep acting like a douchebag.

Ay, I'm in Geneva, smoking sativa

She's having thoughts of me, tryna leave her

I'm having thoughts, tryna leave in a Beamer

Real cash earner, my gold be gleaming

You could call me eager,

In the back of an old school Dinger

Blue like the P that I count with my finger

Blue like the chick that thought I need her

New Nike tick I'm a certified booter

Like I play for the Gunners

My runners are running, I run up a check

Every time that I want it, I take her on dates she don't reach for my wallet

She'd rather we split the bill

I'm tryna impress her father, her father must know that I'm real

That I ain't one of these guys, their hand in their pants, they ain't ready to die

They ain't ready to crash, they ain't ready to ride

We go mental in rentals, slap on garms that's burnt to be,

And we don't do no chitter- chatter, we don't dead no beef

Ay, no we don't dead no beef

Ay, listen

I'm in Geneva, smoking sativa

She's having thoughts of me, tryna leave her

Ay, listen

Ay, I'm in Geneva, smoking sativa

She's having thoughts of me, tryna leave her

I'm having thoughts, tryna leave in a Beamer

Real cash earner, my gold be gleaming

You could call me eager,

In the back of an old school Dinger

Blue like the P that I count with my finger

Blue like the chick that thought I need her

New Nike tick I'm a certified booter

Like I play for the Gunners

My runners are running, I run up a check

Every time that I want it, I take her on dates she don't reach for my wallet

She'd rather we split the bill

I'm tryna impress her father, her father must know that I'm real