Geekin lyrics

[Chorus: Strap]
Shawty, I be geekin
Got some b*tches for the weekend
I spent a hundred on my pieces
I'm drinking muddy, got me leaning
They say [?] I'm [?]
I'm in designer every season
You wanna find me, I'm in Neman's
I f*ck that sack up for no reason

[Verse 1: Strap]
They say I'm getting [?], my cup still muddy
My pockets getting fatter, them b*tches still love me
You know I keep the blammer, you n*ggas can't touch me
You n*ggas can't bust me, my shooter keep a fully
Jewls on my neck, new Corvette
Ten foreign b*tches, while I'm boarding on a jet
See a [?], n*gga got a problem with the kid, where he at?
I'm riding through the [?]
Copped that Audemar, like damn [?]
Bust down a cigar, roll a pound [?]
Trap with my entourage, we got weed, codeine and [?]

[Chorus: Strap]
Shawty, I be geekin
Got some b*tches for the weekend
I spent a hundred on my pieces
I'm drinking muddy, got me leaning
They say [?] I'm [?]
I'm in designer every season
You wanna find me, I'm in Neman's
I f*ck that sack up for no reason
[Verse 2: Ali]
See my shoe game, it's crazy, man
My ho game, it's crazy, man
I know what they want from me
All them bad b*tches f*cking with Li
I'm on a half of one, b*tch, I'm geekin
I got some bad hoes, for the weekend
I'ma drink a little, then have the weed
I'm driving fast, even though I'm on E
Come and ride with me, shawty, let's just see [?]
[?] shawty
I like the way the light hit my diamonds
Can you you give me head while I'm driving?

[Chorus: Strap]
Shawty, I be geekin
Got some b*tches for the weekend
I spent a hundred on my pieces
I'm drinking muddy, got me leaning
They say [?] I'm [?]
I'm in designer every season
You wanna find me, I'm in Neman's
I f*ck that sack up for no reason

[Verse 3: Quez]
I'm leaning like a fool, dawg
I'm on that Ac, I'm on that juice, dawg
[?] go head and pass the loud
I'm tryna get up there, way past the clouds
My n*ggas geeked, they running round the lobby
They got hoes coming, they got hoes going, they ain't stopping
Your main b*tch wanna chill, 'cause we poppin
No white girl, still popping the mollys
Man, I just drove past the police, smoking on weed
Me and my n*gga Strap just smoked 'bout a whole P
I'm on that drank, can't sit down, might fall asleep
I'm at the next party, and all the drugs on me
[Chorus: Strap]
Shawty, I be geekin
Got some b*tches for the weekend
I spent a hundred on my pieces
I'm drinking muddy, got me leaning
They say [?] I'm [?]
I'm in designer every season
You wanna find me, I'm in Neman's
I f*ck that sack up for no reason