GEEKIN'! Lyrics

When-when they say it's good

Like that's a-that's a compliment

I'm happy to take those, but

When they stand there, they don't know what the fuck to do

How to act, that's the highest honor right there

You know what I mean?

I got 'em tweakin'

Geekin'

Dope shit got the hoes leakin'

Worked the whole weekend

Not for no reason

I don't work this hard to be told that I'm decent

I want them hoes tweakin'

Geekin'

Dope shit got the hoes leakin'

I don't be dreamin'

I be turning goals to achievements

Even when I'm thrown in the deep end, look

Got 'em running laps in the studio

When I set fire to the track, fucking beautiful

Spit the best verse, straight-faced, I ain't new to those

Feature so bitter, but I ain't finna sugarcoat, uh!

They be like, "That's how I should've wrote,

Now I gotta rewrite it, why you gotta do the most?"

I be like, "But I'm Ted the Poet, nigga, you should know

Best thing you could hope for, man, is to get close, huh huh"

Raw shit, cookie dough

Got some pills buried in my pocket, a biscuit

A molly, I'm prolly gon' risk it

And swallow it, followed with whiskey

Then call me a Lyft, and

Time it so I'm taking off my draws when it kicks in

And have my girl pull it, and bop it, and twist it

Slob it, and kiss it

Shit, I'm falling off topic, what is it?

Oh yeah

I got 'em tweakin'

Geekin'

Dope shit got the hoes leakin'

Worked the whole weekend

Not for no reason

I don't work this hard to be told that I'm decent

I want them hoes tweakin'

Geekin'

Dope shit got the hoes leakin'

I don't be dreamin'

I be turning goals to achievements

Even when I'm thrown in the deep end, look

Tweakin'

Geekin'

Dope shit got the hoes leakin'

Worked the whole weekend

Not for no reason

I don't work this hard to be told that I'm decent

I want them hoes tweakin'

Geekin'

Dope shit got the hoes leakin'

I don't be dreamin'

I be turning goals to achievements

Even when I'm thrown in the deep end, look

I can't give up

They say, "Teddy, don't quit" I don't plan to, bruh

'Cause when you make 'em shit bricks in their pants to ya

That you can build a wall with, you just can't be touched

I got my haters with their panties bunched

Like damn, the front's so cramped, they can't get unstuck from their damaged cunts

The brand on the band's got blood, they stand and tug

It's getting tighter every time my fucking fans go up

I'm going on with this joke

They're like, "Damn, you done?"

Like, we get it, yo, their panties bunched"

No, it's looking like some camel humps

I'd say toe, but it's so gigantic, bruh

They can't get 'em how I got 'em when their hands go up

And not to mention that I'm handsomer

I am the plug

I couldn't pass out my mixtape on the Boulevard

I would get arrested for handling drugs, because

I got 'em tweakin'

Geekin'

Dope shit got the hoes leakin'

Worked the whole weekend

Not for no reason

I don't work this hard to be told that I'm decent

I want them hoes tweakin'

Geekin'

Dope shit got the hoes leakin'

I don't be dreamin'

I be turning goals to achievements

Even when I'm thrown in the deep end, look

Tweakin'

Geekin'

Dope shit got the hoes leakin'

Worked the whole weekend

Not for no reason

I don't work this hard to be told that I'm decent

I want them hoes tweakin'

Geekin'

Dope shit got the hoes leakin'

I don't be dreamin'

I be turning goals to achievements

Even when I'm thrown in the deep end, look