Geek lyrics

[Intro: Junior Reid & Edot Babyy]
Modern vampires of the city (Chee)
Hunting blood (Draco), blood, blood (Grrah-grrah-grrah, Ransom, you f*cked this up)

[Chorus: Edot Babyy]
n*gga dumb if he think that I'm bluffin' (He dumb)
Like Ricky, he runnin', that boy tryna act tough (He runnin', grrah)
I see TG, I'm catchin' that petey
That chop at his figi made that n*gga back up (Rrah, rrah)
Lil' thottie wanna link, she can't see me (At all)
She f*ck with the opps, then that ho gettin' packed up (Packed up)
And I ball like a Maverick (Maverick)
Too official, I'm dumpin' in traffic (I'm dumpin' in—)
In the streets, I be causin' a havoc (I'm causin' a havoc)
Like, no, I don't play for the lackers, like (I don't play for the—)
I'm a gangster takin' them risks
SevSideK, all that sh*t to my di*k (All that sh*t to my di*k, SevSideK)
Catch a 2Woo, I'm bendin' the Nick
Matt Sav and Dummy, this sh*t got a kick (Dummy)
Rrah, let's take a trip to the Rey
They ain't outside, take a trip to the 8 (ReyWay, ReyWayK)

[Verse: Edot Baby]
Like— shh got shot in his face
We stopped sayin' names and that's on the gang (That's on the gang)
f*ck the opps, n*ggas know what I'm on
Everything K, but you don't perform (They know what I'm on)
Ayo, Benzo, we gon' spin through that block and let 'bout ten go (Rrah, rrah)
Spin in the V, b*tch, I flock two pistols
Yeah, I'ma hang out the window (On God)
He dead, he dead heat
Free Banga, that's bro, that's lefty (Free bro, free bro)
On that block, it was hot totin' Becky
She wanna f*ck, but I told her to neck me
She sexy, good body (Yes)
In the field, I can't go out like Lotti (At all)
Lil' opp thot, she tryna line me
But I keep a stick like I'm playin' hockey
Like, I'ma geek on the beat, go dumb (Damn)
Like, I'ma geek on the beat, go dumb (Damn)
Like, I'ma geek on the beat, go dumb
Why the opp n*ggas chattin'? They run (Rrah, rrah)
Like, the city, I run that sh*t
Brand new chopper got thirty in it (Thirty in it, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Like, I do what I want, this my sh*t
I call up bro, he down for the hit (Down for the hit)
[Chorus: Edot Babyy]
n*gga dumb if he think that I'm bluffin' (He dumb)
Like Ricky, he runnin', that boy tryna act tough (He runnin', grrah)
I see TG, I'm catchin' that petey
That chop at his figi made that n*gga back up (Rrah, rrah)
Lil' thottie wanna link, she can't see me (At all)
She f*ck with the opps, then that ho gettin' packed up
And I ball like a Maverick (Maverick)
Too official, I'm dumpin' in traffic (I'm dumpin' in—)
In the streets, I be causin' a havoc (I'm causin' a havoc)
Like, no, I don't play for the lackers, like (I don't play for the—)
I'm a gangster, takin' them risks
SevSideK, all that sh*t to my di*k (All that sh*t to my di*k, SevSideK)
Catch a 2Woo, I'm bendin' the Nick
Matt Sav and Dummy, this sh*t got a kick (Dummy)
Rrah, let's take a trip to the Rey
They ain't outside, take a trip to the 8 (ReyWay, ReyWayK)

[Outro: Junior Reid]
One blood, one blood, one blood
One blood, one blood, one blood