Super Geeked lyrics

[Intro: MikeBrokeasf]
Yeah, yeah, uh, uh

[Verse 1: MikeBrokeasf]
Dead faces on me, I'ma throw it up
And I'm geeked with your hoe, I got her throwing up
And I know that I'm great, so I'm going up-up
And I know that I'm great, so I'm going up
Smoke a wood to the face
Take a X to my face
I be geeked than a b*tch, on the phone with my bae
n*gga say from RMO on bro, man that n*gga must be gay
I be geeked than a b*tch, smoke a wood to the face
I be geeked than a b*tch, smoke a wood to the face
I be geeked than a b*tch, I take a X to the face
Wood to the face, Woo-woo-wood to the face
Wood to the face, Woo-woo-wood to the face

[Verse 2: Hi-C]
Smoke a whole wood to the face
Cup full of blood, in the club with my gang
Bad Spanish b*tch give me brain in the range
I've been getting fat as f*ck, Ruth Chris shrimp and steak
She like, "Are you Hi-C?" b*tch, I'm Hi-C the great
I got Vivienne stones, in my wrist and my chain
Side b*tch hit me up, I was on with my main
Baby, you can post a pic, but you can't post my face
Cup full of blood in the vampire rave
Baby girl hit my phone, you're tryna get slayed
Yellow b*tch on the snow like a sleigh
Pull off in that i8, I took 12 on a chase
Big twin .45's on my waist
Run up on Hi-C, he get put in a grave
.45, hollow tips, they exchange
Laser on the Glock, put a hole in his brain
Get a f*ck n*gga jumped 'cause he brave
I'ma hit his main b*tch out the park like the Braves
Up late night, we've been counting non-stop
Number (N)ine jeans, they like "What the f*ck he rock?"
Okay baby girl, is you f*cking or you not?
I just walk in the mall, 10k just to shop
And I'm with a blue face, just like Chrisean Rock
b*tch its heaven or hell, b*tch, you know how I rock