Ode Geeked

Nigga we fucking geeked out here, the fuck

Getting geeked with the gang
Big old foreign slay that thing
100k up on my hands
What you know about a gang
They don't wanna see my out the streets
Black on black, they do that for the eats
Keep on talking we gon get unleashed
This ain't the south, boy I ain't getting lynched

Now they all up on my mans
See we getting breesh, they talking like a friend
She ain't for you, she staring at your bands
Boy just let her go she tweaking like a fan
I ain't never seen nothing like these fems
They gon ride for you, until they got your bands
For some Louis V and diamonds on her hands
For some Louis V and diamonds on her hands

Fuck 12 we don't ride with them
Smoke that dope up in they face, cuz they gon lie on us
Take your family and friends, they don't cry with us
So we gon light them up, cuz they got their eyes on us

Big truck yea Bentley Bentley truck
Bought my boys a Maybach, cuz we riding with no luck
If you shooting at us, we gon hit you till you done
Nigga talk about us we gon show you how it's done

Getting geeked with the gang
Big old foreign slay that thing
100k up on my hands
What you know about a gang
They don't wanna see my out the streets
Black on black, they do that for the eats
Keep on talking we gon get unleashed
This ain't the south, boy I ain't getting lynched

Riding like I got a piece on me
New coupe, new friends, enemies
Keep my circle close, cuz I am a beast
Try to tame me and you gon get this heat
Try to tame me and you gon get this heat
We ain't playing with y'all niggas
See us on the top not repping no Hilfiger
Fuck that niggas Tommy, cuz he riding with the trigger



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Writer(s): Imran Paul
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