Had to throw all the fuckin' geeks in the tray
I be up, I be geeked up all muhfuckin' day
We be puffin' on them bales, yeah, you know I fuckin' face
Gunned 'em down ninety times, I put 'em in a grave
We geeked up, we get so high in the fuckin' wraith
I just ghosted the bitch, I feel like a phantom in a wraith
Puffin' on them bales, I've been geeked up, yeah, for days
All these niggas pussy, yeah, I made 'em change they ways
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It get hot, yeah, I be ridin', yeah, with that Glock, yeah, you gon' get popped, yeah
I pull up with the shots, yeah, you know it's gettin' hot, yeah
It get hot, yeah, my niggas gun you down, we blow your block, yeah
AR-15 poppin' rocks, yeah, pull up on my block and you get shot, yeah
Pull up on my block and you get shot, yeah
You can't fuck with me, you an opp, yeah
They think I'm the president, the way the diamonds dictatin' my wrist
Diamonds so shiny, yeah, you know you love how they glist
Twenty million on me, I look like Michael Pitch
R34, stage two, we had to dip
180 in the R33, I crashed the whip
Runnin' to the bank, yeah, you know I gotta get rich
I just took your bitch, yeah, I just took your hoe
Hop in my Lamb' truck, I told 'em, "Slam the doors"
All these diamonds on my wrist got me 'bout to blow
Just got me a bad emo bitch, I opened the suicide doors
Had to throw all the fuckin' geeks in the tray
I be up, I be geeked up all muhfuckin' day
We be puffin' on them bales, yeah, you know I fuckin' face
Gunned 'em down ninety times, I put 'em in a grave
We geeked up, we get so high in the fuckin' wraith
I just ghosted the bitch, I feel like a phantom in a wraith
Puffin' on them bales, I've been geeked up, yeah, for days
All these niggas pussy, yeah, I made 'em change they ways