Geeked Up Songtext
Ayy, Woods, light that shit up
Welcome to 1st Class

Uh-uh, I won't hit this bitch again, I'ma leave her alone
Yeah, I'm by myself again, yeah, it's me and the Chrome
Hold up, I got chains on, chains on, chains on, yeah (Chains)
Lil' bitch in the thong, take 'em off, yeah, all night long
Hold up, too many blunts, I love that, yeah (Yeah)
Hit the bullets, they're like, "Where you goin'?" Oh yeah, hold up (Bitch)
It's that big flow, yeah (Bitch), I'm flowin', yeah (Yeah), ayy (Yeah, bitch)
I pour lean, I mix up that potion (Yeah), shit get ugly (Lean)

Clean that big-ass truck, I got that bitch dusty (Skrrt)
All my shooters got sticks tucked, that shit look so lovely (This bitch so)
Thinkin' how you know, huh, in the club, I'm thuggin'
I'm finna sniff these drugs up like your bitch geeked up, yeah (Let's go)
I'm finna sniff these drugs up like your bitch geeked up, yeah (Woo)
I'm finna sniff these drugs up like your bitch geeked up, yeah (Yeah)
I sent fifty plus to the thugs, yeah, they thuggin' (Huh)
I'm with Red, all we see is red, shit get ugly (Boop-boop-boop-boop)

They play with my gang, it get ugly (Gang, gang)
Hundred thousand on my 'fit, that ain't shit (Woo), I was dusty
Perc on me, that Perc 30, it hit, that motherfucker bustin', huh
Too much Chrome, crucified my luggage (Chrome)
Chrome Heart shooter, for the Chrome, he'll do ya (Say Red)
Black truck driver, told my ho delete her Uber (Let's go)
Silencer on the stick, the K is silent just like Ksubi (Grrh)
Me and OsamaSon, a hundred hoes, this shit a movie (That shit a movie)
Huh, I'm with slimepointe, I shoot, it's my slime point (Slatt), hm
Rolls Royce, stars in the ceilin', it's star pointin', hm
Throw them Fives up, red, red, you know what I bang
Touch my chain, they put, "Long live," in front of his name (Say Red)
I used to dream of this shit, now I wake up, this shit a reality (Woo)
Fucked the ho friend, she mad at me (Woo)
Trip to Miami, she love the beach (Woah, woah)
I'm a nerd, I love to geek (Ha)
Hellcat engine, I fuck up the street
Tinted windows, but they know that it's me
Walk-in closet and ain't none of it cheap (Woah)

Clean that big-ass truck, I got that bitch dusty (Skrrt)
All my shooters got sticks tucked, that shit look so lovely (This bitch so)
Thinkin' how you know, huh, in the club, I'm thuggin'
I'm finna sniff these drugs up like your bitch geeked up, yeah (Let's go)
I'm finna sniff these drugs up like your bitch geeked up, yeah (Woo)
I'm finna sniff these drugs up like your bitch geeked up, yeah (Yeah)
I sent fifty plus to the thugs, yeah, they thuggin' (Huh)
I'm with Red, all we see is red, shit get ugly (Boop-boop-boop-boop)

Off my meds, all I see is red, shit get ugly
Off my meds, all I see is red, shit get ugly
Off my meds, all I see is red, shit get ugly, uh