GEEKED OUT ft. Puncho0 Lyrics

Whoa, Whoa, Whoa

Walk around town with the .380 bound

Beat you in the streets I got lots of rounds

You know that we don't play around

Getting to the money I got lots of pape

Bitches throw it back for me, make it shake

I'm finna talk that rank, bitch you'll get spanked

All my niggas rolling we making plays

I ain't scared to die

Hop out with the fye

Bitch we walk em down

We got lots of rounds

Bitch a spray around

Blow up the play ground

Gonna hear a lot of sounds

I'mma get you whacked

I'mma flip a pack

Hit her in the back

Pull my racks out

I'mma finna go out, bring the shots out

I'm at the whore house, my bitches bust it down

I like to fuck around, I'm finna pop a perc

Make the bitch squirt, I'mma fuck her till it hurt

I might just smoke her out, your bitch like to do a lot

I stay GEEKED OUT

BITCH

Promotor nigga thought that it was rap? I was wounded in these streets, take your bitch one night with me

Two black bitches, cum between

That's a Oreo, not a Reese's piece

Nothing around sweet get your throat cut for a small as fee

These hoes in my circle tryna blow up off me

Meetch in my circle and he's bloody he got named after a Gee

I worked so hard for this, I did the most for this

I almost lost my life behind some keys, I know some rats who called police

It's Lue they know my name I orchestrate this whole band

My niggas all got talent like them niggas from Glee

You slimed me out and did me wrong, I can't oversee it

I think I'm done with U.S bitches I want hoes from over sea

Shy killer hunt him down, take him out Assassin's Creed

These bitches playing with they life and now they body with a priest

I scammed some couple off of Tinder, bitch we'll never fucking meet

Balenciaga's on my feet, I'm only fucking with a freak