Geeking

Some niggas smart like they is a computer
But i can teach a nigga one or two things like i'm a tutor
She wanna fuck then i'm gone call her an Uber
These niggas wanna see me fail like i am a sore loser
Even when i played ball i even still was a shooter
That bitch she feisty and she wanna eat me like she a cougar
I can turn into a hot boy but i'm cool like a cooler
Little nigga i hang with big dogs while you hang with some poodles
I'm gone shoot a opp when i pull it off my waist (bow, bow)
He said he thugging but i see through him just like a vase (Woah, woah)
They say they struggle but i know these fake ones can't relate (Nah, nah)
Illegal substance and guns so we gone pull the chase (Skrt, skrt)

HMR yeah you know we in the building
We tote AR's and my forty's got extensions
My shooter off a bar yeah he don't like to listen
My side hoe off a perky yeah i can feel her twitching
She feeding off my energy she say that i'm gifted
Love to grab her ass i don't need no permission
Hustle working hard i got me a commission
I really do this shit while you watch from a distance
Always play my part yeah i know my position
And i'm gone keep quite while you talking and dissing
Ain't no need in lying boy i'm really bout business
Really coming up just sit here be my witness
Most hated young Migo's in the city
Walk around with blicky's pussy i won't let them zip me
I won't vent to no one cause i know they won't get me
Fucking on a fancy hoe she like to drink whiskey
Tryna act to pretty but i know that she missed me
Cause every time we finish it's like i leave her empty



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Writer(s): Richard Rivera
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