I`m Geekin Lyrics
[Chorus]
I'm on a whole 'nother level, I'm geekin'
You think you f*ckin' with me? Boy, you tweakin'
Ready for war, I just need me a reason
I'm gettin' buckets in regular season
Honestly wonderin' when I'ma lose it
Come get your wifey, she with it, she choosin'
Maybach be drivin' itself, I be cruisin'
[Verse 1]
I got the game in my muhf*ckin' pocket
All of this rappin' and shit just a option
I'm finna cook in the stu', Betty Crock' it
I'm finna take off and rap like a rocket
Hop on a yacht in Miami, and surf it
Wit' hella bitches, they drinkin' and twerkin'
Don't post no stories, my shorty be lurkin'
Can't stop the grind for no bitch, it ain't worth it
Go to Milan for the weekend, the fashion
Addicted to dressin', I drip with a passion
Yo' nigga know I'm that nigga, just ask him
Look at the diamonds, they hittin', they dancin'
I'm from the trenches, I learned how to hustle
I get the cabbage, the lettuce, the brussel
I make a million, then triple, then double
Upgrade the Glock wit' a laser and muzzle
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[Chorus]
I'm on a whole 'nother level, I'm geekin'
You think you f*ckin' with me? Boy, you tweakin'
Ready for war, I just need me a reason
I'm gettin' buckets in regular season
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