GEEKIN - Mixed
Why you gotta move like that?
You trippin'
Why-why you gotta move like that?
(You trippin') Ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy, ayy
Don't care what they speakin', they be geekin'
I pull up, we freakin' for the weekend
We been breaking bowlers, leave 'em speechless
Haters talk 'bout all this, leave 'em teethless
Women I have slaughtered 'cause they decent
I'm coming for they daughters, Liam Neeson
Picture you is all up in the creases
You don't hang with ballers and we beefin'
If I don't get the call, you make me leave it (Picture it, uh)
Yeah, what, yeah, yeah, yeah, what, uh
Picture yourself out of control
Where do you go?
Into your head
Out of your heart
'Til you will fall, ooh
Why you gotta move like that?
Ain't nobody tellin' you to lose your back, oh
You ain't gotta move like that
Look into yourself
You need to use your past, oh, oh
You trippin'
I don't care about the strangest high
But life can get me down
And I done played my part, a painful start
But I can't trip right now
I could give a fuck what people say
I'll see ya at the end
I heard a thousand time, a loss a loss
And winners always win, yeah
Why you gotta move like that?
Why-why you gotta move like that?
You trippin'
Picture yourself out of control
Where do you go?
Into your head
Out of your heart
'Til you will fall, ooh
Why you gotta move like that?
Ain't nobody tellin' you to lose your back, oh
You ain't gotta move like that
Look into yourself
You need to use your past, oh, oh-oh
You trippin'
You trippin'
Why-why you gotta move like that?
(You trippin') Ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy, ayy
Don't care what they speakin', they be geekin'
I pull up, we freakin' for the weekend
We been breaking bowlers, leave 'em speechless
Haters talk 'bout all this, leave 'em teethless
Women I have slaughtered 'cause they decent
I'm coming for they daughters, Liam Neeson
Picture you is all up in the creases
You don't hang with ballers and we beefin'
If I don't get the call, you make me leave it (Picture it, uh)
Yeah, what, yeah, yeah, yeah, what, uh
Picture yourself out of control
Where do you go?
Into your head
Out of your heart
'Til you will fall, ooh
Why you gotta move like that?
Ain't nobody tellin' you to lose your back, oh
You ain't gotta move like that
Look into yourself
You need to use your past, oh, oh
You trippin'
I don't care about the strangest high
But life can get me down
And I done played my part, a painful start
But I can't trip right now
I could give a fuck what people say
I'll see ya at the end
I heard a thousand time, a loss a loss
And winners always win, yeah
Why you gotta move like that?
Why-why you gotta move like that?
You trippin'
Picture yourself out of control
Where do you go?
Into your head
Out of your heart
'Til you will fall, ooh
Why you gotta move like that?
Ain't nobody tellin' you to lose your back, oh
You ain't gotta move like that
Look into yourself
You need to use your past, oh, oh-oh
You trippin'
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Writer(s): Mia Gladstone, Ciscero Simons
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