‎geysercup lyrics

(Mmm, smells like Chicken)

[Verse 1: h3artcrush]
[?]
[?] sorry, this is not [?]
[?] on me, but this is not [?]
[?] she on me, b*tch it's not [?]
[?], she on me, b*tch I'm really sorry
Crystal chaser, b*tch [?]
[?]

Pour the lean up, shawty text me on my phone
40 in the cup, b*tch hanging all on me
B.B Simon belt b*tch shinin' like [?]
B.B Simon belt b*tch shinin' like [?]
Heard she wanna f*ck, said she wanna f*ck
Said she wanna f*ck in the back of the club
Heard she wanna f*ck in the back of the club
Said she wanna f*ck in the back of the club
Said she wanna f*ck, South side, b*tches like that
Dancing in the club and shinin', b*tch I'm like that
[?]
b*tch, uh roll that
b*tch, uh [?]
b*tch, uh [?]
b*tch in the club
She said she wanna f*ck, in the f*cking club
Crystal clear sweater
[?]
GTR, 305
b*tch I know what you want
She said she wanna f*ck in the back of the club
Shawty did you wanna talk
b*tch [?]
b*tch I'm finna cut, shawty know what's up
b*tch I'm in the club, shawty really dreamy
[?] and she [?] all my jewelery
b*tch I know what's up, you really wanna f*ck
I don't give a f*ck, [?] and she wanna
b*tches on me and she like that (like that)
b*tch you on me, b*tch you like that
b*tches on me shawty like that
Said she wanna f*ck, said she wanna f*ck
Rockin' down in the club, cleaning all my Jewelery
B.B Simon belt, On my hip and she do me
GTR, [?]
I don't give a f*ck, b*tch you know what's up
b*tch you know what's up
b*tch you know what's up
b*tch you know what's up
b*tch you know what's up
b*tch you know what's up, pour the lean in a cup
b*tch you know what's up, pour the lean in a cup
b*tch you know what's up (yah, ya)
b*tch you know what's up (yah, ya)
b*tch you know what's up (yah, ya)
b*tch you know what's up (yah, ya)
b*tch you know what's up (yah, ya)
b*tch you know what's up (yah, ya, ya)
[Verse 2: Nurplee]
b*tch you know what's up, coming thru with the big blunts
B.B Simon c*ck cage, rhinestones on her c*nt
When I ride that rainbow road shawty wanna ride my rod
She just want my money, baby, I just wanna give her love
True'd up homie, gemstones on me
6snot's with me, 6 hoes on me
Get away from me, get away from me
These normies think they know me, they dont know me
Now I'm glo'd up, codeine in my soda
b*tch I'm off that gas, this pus*y' better than my old hoe
Got the feds knocking at my door
Grab my Samsung, hop out the the third floor
And she know, she already know
I'm with ZBC in the back of the show
That's whats up! Cowabunga, let's go!
Asian hoe, tell that sl*t to count my money

[Outro: Nurplee]
Count my money, yeah (ya, ya)
She just count my money, yeah (yeah yeah)
(yeah, yeah)
Yuh
(yeah, yeah, b*tch)