Geeked Up

Just told twin pass me that flame Im tryna get geeked up

When I walk in the function you know that I got my glizzy tucked

I aint worried bout them **** cause I know them boys they weak as fuck

I just got good vibes lil ****, I'm just tryna run my money up

Bad vibe gonna slurp me Now I gotta leave her ****, now she tryna curse me

Got good drank, let's pour up

And we too turnt, let's toast up

I get fast money, you slow mo

Ain't no cuffing bit, my heart cold Catchin plays like a bronco

Hit er I'm like FUCK then I curve her like a pothole

I'll slap a cracka they play with me I'm feelin just like Django

Ima playa young **** told yo hoe buy me a kangol

Saw my buddy on the ground now I swear to God I can't go

These **** burnt out remind me of a fire pit

Got yo baby momma in the room she finna give me that wildcat

This that grown man Benz bitch keep talkin bout a scatpack

My gang going up bitch we ain't need no jet pack

Stop watching us you wanna be apart but we ain't include you

Play with cheese now they gotta find you this ain't blues clues

**** talking crazy to these hoes but I'm like who is you

Fuck a **** I got God and these shells just like goofy troop

I wanna check **** I ain't tryna be cool wit you

Just told twin pass me that flame, I'm tryna get geeked up

When I walk in the function you know that I got my glizzy tucked

I ain't worried bout them ****, cause I know them boys they weak as fuck

I just got good vibes lil ****, I'm just tryna run my money up

Bad vibe gonna slurp me

Now I gotta leave her ****, now she tryna curse me

Got good drank, let's pour up

And we too turnt, let's toast up

I get fast money, you slow mo

Ain't no cuffin bit, my heart cold Catchin plays like a bronco

Just told twin pass me that flame, I'm tryna get geeked up

When I walk in the function you know that I got my glizzy tucked

I ain't worried bout them ****, cause I know them boys they weak as fuck

I just got good vibes lil ****, I'm just tryna run my money up

Bad vibe gonna slurp me

Now I gotta leave her ****, now she tryna curse me

Got good drank, let's pour up

And we too turnt, let's toast up

I get fast money, you slow mo

Ain't no cuffin bit, my heart cold

Catchin plays like a bronco