Way2Geeked

Bitches think I don't got shit lil' bitch you know I got it all
Walking in the building feel like Kyrie with the way I ball
Everytime I stand on my money, I feel like Tacko Fall
I'm tryna fuck me some fine shit no Sky Bri I need Autumn Falls
Stupid bitch post me on her story, I got it flagged down
I got myself a Benz and a M truck, I'm the man now
Yeah, my main bitch caught me cheating I flipped it on her, yeah, I'm mad now
All my old bitches ain't on shit they doing bad now
Yeah, I'm only getting bigger like a sea, I'm a megladon
Yeah, I be balling on these niggas stepping like I'm Megatron
Just know I'm lying to you bitch when I say you the only one
Fuck sipping liq' I need purple bitch I pour it all
How they get me on camera and I still ain't get caught
He thinking that he safe, but he living by my clock
Fuck 12 high speed chase I'm living by my glock
I ain't gotta look pretty if I see an opp I'm shooting in crocs

Yeah, bitch I'm shooting in crocs
Yeah, I'm shooting in crocs
We don't run from opps
We only run from cops
Bitch, I'm shooting in crocs
Bitch, I'm shooting in crocs
We don't run from opps
We only run from cops, bitch

I'm in that Aston Martin bitch, yeah I'm speeding off
Man, I got these diamonds on my neck they slipping off
Bitch my pockets fat, I feel just like I'm Adin Ross
If you fuck with deej he's gonna make you criss cross
I'm the king of this game, bitch I'm killing this shit
I'm off the Henny all day, I feel like JR Smith
Bitch I keep me a clip, I'm not talking no kick
If you fuck with Jay, he gonna make you twitch
Bitch I'm balling on these hoes, yeah I feel just like I'm Westbrook
And I fucked yo' bitch, yeah, I really got that bitch took
I got rich without college, I don't need those damn books
I want beef with all of them, I feel just like I'm Dillon Brooks
I got these bands I feel like I'm Dak
I got this gun I stay on attack
Smoking this za, I'm smoking that pack
I'm on the clouds, I'm counting these racks
Just like I'm max, I'm counting these plaques
Fucking with me I pull up with a Mac
My pockets fat they look like a snack

Yeah, nigga all these pockets fat
Niggas talking crazy we gonna shoot him in his back
Yeah, we smoking za, we smoking on that gas
Bitch I stay way too geeked, it got me on my back
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Stand up on my money, huh, I'm tall as Wembanyama, bitch
Looking at my bank account, like damn how I get this fucking rich
Looking at yo' bitch, I be like damn I'm 'bout to fuck this bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch said she love me, huh, bitch you not the only one
I got seven hoes they be like damn you is the only one
Riding with my twin, yeah, that's pluto and that's Kadin bitch
Tryna get this money up like damn you going crazy bitch, yeah



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Writer(s): Jason Johnson, Devin Montano, Kadin Maurer
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