Geek Bitch
At this point, I don't even gotta talk
Ya know what I do when I get on beats
Flocko In This Bitch!
We Are We Areee!
Look
I fuck up the beat
Like we really got beef
Ion talk to Police
When I'm out on these streets
I might just drop every Sunday
Cause just like a Reverend
I get on the mic and I preach
I'm from New York
I call my money "Breesh"
Life's a mess but
I love when my hunnits is neat
He tried to front
Cause he thought I was sweet
But he ducking me now
Cause I know where he be
Stay with the tech
But I'm far from a Geek
Armed with some shit
That put niggas to sleep
Don't need a gang
By myself I'm a beast
Cool in the morning
Demon when I tweak
Momma told me
"Not to play with my food"
Plus I'm hungry to win
So the boy gotta eat
And I can't even lie
I use to let certain shit slide
But nowadays niggas get beat!
Stay with a stick like it's Hockey
So I told that boy that
He better not try me
Facts!
I probably throw this line
In every verse that I write
But niggas got cap in they rap
Every session
I just been getting better
Niggas chasing me
But they not gon catch up
Wack niggas getting attention
Be getting me tight
So that's why I rap like I'm fed up
Bum nigga get off my dick
Get ya bread up
Promote the violence
Fuck the peace I ain't Metta
He kill a member
This could be a vendetta
Won't put out no hits
I'm the one that's gon get em
You play with my team
And I swear you'll regret it
You started it but
I'm the one that's gon dead it
I pop up in a nigga nightmares
Like Freddy
I'm high off of life
Ion gotta get deady
Won't dip on my set
You should know that I'm ready
If bro moving wock
I might turn into Melly
Won't conversate
If it ain't about the Fetti
That WAP got you niggas
Acting pretty sketchy
I told myself if I never get rich
Ima rob the city
Until somebody feel me
I remember when they told me
That I "Shouldn't rap"
But I'll only stop
If they kill me
Can't wait till I'm rich
With the music
Cause honestly
I been tired of the stressing
I been working hard
Plus I look up to God
Hoping that he send me a blessing
But for now I gotta get it
I can't let 'em knock me off my pivot
They love my music cause they feel it
Youngest nigga
But I'm spitting the realist shit
Bitch I'm Mike Jack bad bitch
No Tito
No Freddy
No Marlon
No Jermaine
It's Me!
Fucking a bad bitch
Drunk off the Henny
I'm spitting this crack on these beats
Ya bumping that trash shit
Me and Kj came to
Shut this shit down when we speak
My niggas active
Gotta go get it
For my niggas rocking with me
Got the fetti with me
We forever straight
Dropping bars
I'm a heavy weight
I got my niggas with me
We ain't never late
It's fuck any opp
You a dinner plate
If you got a problem with me
Don't give a fuck nigga
We could handle it face to face
I'm from a City
Where niggas get gritty
Ain't no issues getting
You up out the way
I ain't gotta talk about the shit these
Rap niggas talk about
I ain't gotta cap nigga
For no clout
Spent me a rack
Just in my mouth bitch
Ima go go get it I gotta go get it
That's word to my fitted
You niggas is trippin'
You think I ain't gripping
If I catch you slipping
I ain't gon play with you
Put one in ya fitted nigga
Ya know what I do when I get on beats
Flocko In This Bitch!
We Are We Areee!
Look
I fuck up the beat
Like we really got beef
Ion talk to Police
When I'm out on these streets
I might just drop every Sunday
Cause just like a Reverend
I get on the mic and I preach
I'm from New York
I call my money "Breesh"
Life's a mess but
I love when my hunnits is neat
He tried to front
Cause he thought I was sweet
But he ducking me now
Cause I know where he be
Stay with the tech
But I'm far from a Geek
Armed with some shit
That put niggas to sleep
Don't need a gang
By myself I'm a beast
Cool in the morning
Demon when I tweak
Momma told me
"Not to play with my food"
Plus I'm hungry to win
So the boy gotta eat
And I can't even lie
I use to let certain shit slide
But nowadays niggas get beat!
Stay with a stick like it's Hockey
So I told that boy that
He better not try me
Facts!
I probably throw this line
In every verse that I write
But niggas got cap in they rap
Every session
I just been getting better
Niggas chasing me
But they not gon catch up
Wack niggas getting attention
Be getting me tight
So that's why I rap like I'm fed up
Bum nigga get off my dick
Get ya bread up
Promote the violence
Fuck the peace I ain't Metta
He kill a member
This could be a vendetta
Won't put out no hits
I'm the one that's gon get em
You play with my team
And I swear you'll regret it
You started it but
I'm the one that's gon dead it
I pop up in a nigga nightmares
Like Freddy
I'm high off of life
Ion gotta get deady
Won't dip on my set
You should know that I'm ready
If bro moving wock
I might turn into Melly
Won't conversate
If it ain't about the Fetti
That WAP got you niggas
Acting pretty sketchy
I told myself if I never get rich
Ima rob the city
Until somebody feel me
I remember when they told me
That I "Shouldn't rap"
But I'll only stop
If they kill me
Can't wait till I'm rich
With the music
Cause honestly
I been tired of the stressing
I been working hard
Plus I look up to God
Hoping that he send me a blessing
But for now I gotta get it
I can't let 'em knock me off my pivot
They love my music cause they feel it
Youngest nigga
But I'm spitting the realist shit
Bitch I'm Mike Jack bad bitch
No Tito
No Freddy
No Marlon
No Jermaine
It's Me!
Fucking a bad bitch
Drunk off the Henny
I'm spitting this crack on these beats
Ya bumping that trash shit
Me and Kj came to
Shut this shit down when we speak
My niggas active
Gotta go get it
For my niggas rocking with me
Got the fetti with me
We forever straight
Dropping bars
I'm a heavy weight
I got my niggas with me
We ain't never late
It's fuck any opp
You a dinner plate
If you got a problem with me
Don't give a fuck nigga
We could handle it face to face
I'm from a City
Where niggas get gritty
Ain't no issues getting
You up out the way
I ain't gotta talk about the shit these
Rap niggas talk about
I ain't gotta cap nigga
For no clout
Spent me a rack
Just in my mouth bitch
Ima go go get it I gotta go get it
That's word to my fitted
You niggas is trippin'
You think I ain't gripping
If I catch you slipping
I ain't gon play with you
Put one in ya fitted nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Keith Ward Jr.
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