x nite ft. cartier Lyrics

Geeked as fuck and I'm tweakin', I'on even know what the fuck to say

This the ASSOCIATVE MEMBERZ, we geek up every fuckin' day

You gon' see that Trackhawk, parked outside, in the fuckin' rain

Beat up the box and she call me her saint, what the fuck I just got paid

Money on me, got yo bitch boutta faint, I'on give fuck if she late

Come outside in this big ass truck, lil' bitch we late for the rave

Rich boys rock Balenci', where the fuck are yo fuckin' shades?

Hey you cool, but do got my money, nah

Hey what's good, I take off yo fuckin' gown

I'on give no fuck, boutta fuck that bitch in the fuckin'-

Big bucks on me, lil' bitch you know you can't touch it

If I had my shit planned out, I swear I woulda been rich last year

Niggas askin' for a handout, I'on give no fuck, fuck you and yo peers

Big body to the asphalt, I take a X like every year

Goin' off the fuckin' withdrawls, so I take one more just to be clear

That shit sent me to space, bitch I can't feel my face

In this coupe I'm late, bitch I'm swervin' past the jakes

I told yo bitch she fine, she said "Shut up oh and bye"

She don't know that I tried to die, no suicide just fried, yeah

That shit sent me to space, bitch I can't feel my face