I’m Geekin Lyrics
I’m on a whole ‘nother level, I’m geekin’
You think you fuckin’ with me? Boy, you tweakin’
Ready for war, I just need me a reason
I’m gettin’ buckets in regular season
Honestly wonderin’ when I’ma lose it
Come get your wifey, she with it, she choosin’
Maybach be drivin’ itself, I be cruisin’
I got the game in my muhfuckin’ pocket
All of this rappin’ and shit just a option
I’m finna cook in the stu’, Betty Crock’ it
I’m finna take off and rap like a rocket
Hop on a yacht in Miami and surf it
With hella bitches, they drinkin’ and twerkin’
Don’t post no stories, my shorty be lurkin’
Can’t stop the grind for no bitch, it ain’t worth it
Go to Milan for the weekend, the fashion
Addicted to dressin’, I drip with a passion
Yo’ n**** know I’m that n****, just ask him
Look at the diamonds, they hittin’, they dancin’
I’m from the trenches, I learned how to hustle
I get the cabbage, the lettuce, the brussel
I make a million, then triple, then double
Upgrade the Glock with a laser and muzzle
I’m on a whole ‘nother level, I’m geekin’
You think you fuckin’ with me? Boy, you tweakin’
Ready for war, I just need me a reason
I’m gettin’ buckets in regular season
Honestly wonderin’ when I’ma lose it
Come get your wifey, she with it, she choosin’
Maybach be drivin’ itself, I be cruisin’
All of the women that’s quotin’ my tweets
I don’t know if they want a piece of my meat
I’m a muhfuckin’ boss, bitch, you know I’m elite
I cannot take a loss ’cause I’m playin’ for keeps
When I step out the house, watch the money increase
I be robbin’ the net, n****, call the police
Feelin’ immortal, I feel like Lil Reese
You get turned paranormal, if I see you reach, ghost
“DDG childish, that n**** be tweetin’ too much
On my mama, he doin’ the most”
“I really hate him, but lowkey I really fuck with him
I check for whatever he post”
“That n**** doin’ too much, I want Halle to drop him
Let’s make a petition and vote”
How ’bout y’all n***** quit bitchin’ and go get some motion
And take my dick outta your throat?