Geeked Up lyrics

[Intro: ZayBang]
(That n*gga B on the beat, she gon' show her friend)
(That n*gga Miiir made the beat)
Huh, look

[Chorus: ZayBang]
Always had a gun, I can't say I ain't had cable
Geeked up in this b*tch, got me feelin' like I'm Fabo
Get up out your feelings, n*gga, put it on the table
I was tryna put my n*ggas on, I wasn't able
Before I even really got the chance, n*ggas hated
I feel like I should stick to God's plan, so I waited
Can't pull up to my house, you need the code 'cause it's gated
They hate the hand I'm dealt, but that's on Jesus, I just played it

[Verse 1: ZayBang]
These goofy b*tches write me on thе 'Gram like they miss me
Mickеy ate the cheese, I feel like I'm Walt Disney
Baby into scammin', she get cash off the giffies
It's a Supreme puff jacket, flare pants, and some Griffeys
They think a n*gga changed 'til I suit up in some di*kies
My brother lost his mind, I think they slipped that boy a Mickey
And I'm just tryna f*ck, mami, I don't want no hickey
Yeah, a hundred-thousand-dollar f*ckin' play, I'm tryna get him
A fly young n*gga, you might see me with the birds
And I can't take you serious, you f*ckin' with some nerds
We popped another sucker, I just watched him bite the curb
We tried to get the driver, would've died, but he swerved
Rolled another 'Wood, it got me still talkin' sh*t
Dependin' on that ho and you be walkin' out the b*tch
The way I get this money, I should walk it with a limp
And how you hella broke and you be talkin' like a pimp?
It's 08thefamily, got this sh*t across the chest
I f*ck with you for real, so I'll bring you to the nest
The fully goin' schitz, they think I'm deep, I'm to the neck
This rap sh*t saved me, all these bands saved a wreck
[Chorus: ZayBang]
Always had a gun, I can't say I ain't had cable
Geeked up in this b*tch, got me feelin' like I'm Fabo
Get up out your feelings, n*gga, put it on the table
I was tryna put my n*ggas on, I wasn't able
Before I even really got the chance, n*ggas hated
I feel like I should stick to God's plan, so I waited
Can't pull up to my house, you need the code 'cause it's gated
They hate the hand I'm dealt, but that's on Jesus, I just played it

[Verse 2: Ralfy the Plug]
I was thuggin' in them trenches, Section 8 with no cable
Servin' up the goods, sir, I got Wock', not no maple
I'd never f*ck with a b*tch that's not stable
n*gga was on demon time 'til he got a halo
The Plug, I be playin' with them chopsticks from Halo
Havin' fun up in Neimans where I'm spendin' all this Play-Doh
He was tryna catch up, bullets turned him to a tomato
Stick on me and I got chains and whips like Django
It be hard to try to put n*ggas on 'cause they be hatin'
On my grind like a skateboard, but n*ggas think I made it
They wasn't tryna let you in the club, you broke and dangerous
Glock got fifty, shoot you and who you bangin' with
In LA with some rich n*ggas thuggin' that be bangin' Crip
He really think Black lives matter, but we'll hang a n*gga
A b*tch'll do anything I want 'cause my chains be glistenin'
n*gga stalkin' me and he broke, he ain't payin' attention
The Plug