Geek lyrics

by

Odd Future


[Intro]
(Shoutout 2-7 by the way)
Get
Like
Hold on
Like Gra, gra
Like, like
Like, like
Gang, gang, gang, like

[Verse 1]
I love my brother, lil' n*gga, I ain't happy
What we doin', we beggin' at Tragic
First one we took, lil' n*gga, we ain't ashy
We gon' pull up, n*gga, get this flash, and I heard the bullets, n*gga, hit his
I heard the bullets, n*gga, hit his torso
While they talkin', n*gga, we ain't tossin'
I know the money, n*ggas, they don't actin'
Yeah, he actin' like GDK, okay
With a glass in his face
I'm not the one, I ain't play with this sh*t
n*gga, I'm older, I'm throwin' the wrist
They say, oh, boy, you don't clean like Tay-K
Got the money like a n*gga don't spray
I'm in the field and I'm throwin' that gra
I gotta pull up on the ceiling
They say, oh, boy, you be steppin' in sh*t
I'm not the one, n*gga, gon' talk my sh*t
Word to my, word to my gang, I know some young n*ggas pointin' sh*t
I heard a young n*gga talkin' hot
[Verse 2]
We bout to roll up, n*ggas spin this block
What I want, roll them up, roll them up
Dat up, dat up, dat up
You wanna feel, gotta cue that knock
And we spittin', n*ggas spin this block
I heard they geekin', like what?
Late nights, I be chillin' on rap
It's like a Friday night
But it's Scott Light, and it's Saturday night
We ain't playin' with midnight
I'm a dark n*gga, we gon' (gra) kick
I'm in the field, gotta cue that heat
I heard some shooters n*ggas wanna talk
I'm like I'm James, goin' 3-P like
When you see me, come talk to my lane
Y'all n*ggas pointin' at pain, like, Remember things
I ain't say, Y'all n*ggas comin', they say I'm gon' change, like
All that money be changin'
All them n*ggas sayin' I ain't gon' change it
It was all money, n*gga, I made them humble
Everybody sayin' they gon' bumble, like
If they see me, lil' n*gga, don't stumble
One shot, n*gga, gon' f*ck, you gon' fumble
And on top of this sh*t, triple the ball
n*gga, you know I don't fumble
[Hook]
(Gang, gang, gang, gang)
(Hold on, hold on, hold on, like)
(Hold on, hold on, gang, gang, gang, like, gang gang gang, like)
Gang, gang, gra, gra gra!
Hold on, like, like, like, gang
Gang, gang gang, gang
Like, like, like, like, like

[Verse 3]
Why these opp n*ggas wanna talk, if I bullet n*gga he gon' walk
He ain't talking n*gga, we gon' put his ass in a wheelchair, roll a morph
I'm a demon n*gga, you gon' see me n*gga, let the color blind lay it off
I see red, I get shot, y'all n*ggas playin' gon' toss, bow
I'm in the field, that knock, big body Cocoa spit through his block
Okay, life on his rung, I know them n*ggas perform, I block
All you dumb n*ggas ain't see me, y'all n*gga come and gon' shoot at the rock
If you smell what you spit, I tell them n*ggas come spit

[Hook]
(Gang, gang, gang, gang)
(Hold on, hold on, hold on, gang gang gang)
I'm in the tool, I'm a geek on the track, like, boom!
Like, geek, geek, geek, geek, like, gang, gang, gang, gang

[Verse 4]
I lost my brother, I don't know how I feel
At the showroom, my heart get real
I'm in the field, gotta cue that gra
If that metal n*gga hit a steal
It's like I ain't a bull
Like I'm Rocky, lil' n*gga, they call me Ali
I hit the up on my feet
I'm the type of n*gga I don't freak
Freak like f*ck, don't run, don't trip
I'm in the field, gotta cue that steak
If they see me, n*gga, get them hit
I'm not the type of n*gga seein' sh*t
I see it red, I get shot 41 up on the block
I know some young n*ggas trippin' on me
BK, n*gga, that's where my block gang, gang
[Outro]
(Gang, gang, like what the f*ck goin' on, n*gga?)
b*tch you tryna steal my sh*t, hold on. Gang, gang!
Like, gang, gang gang!
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