Get Geeked lyrics
by Playboi Carti
[Intro]
(Skai)
[Verse 1]
Hold up, n*gga got cash (Hold up, yeah)
We got 'em racks (Hold up)
n*ggas popping, what? Uh (Turn up)
Live in that hills, hold up
Too much on me, too much diamonds
Cash, money, big timin'
Call Birdman, big money, we got racks
These ain't red, real flex, I'm impressed, blow this up
I can't lie, we get lit, we lay back
Get the MAC, keep a MAC, keep a MAC
No better than that, f*ck the check, we gon' hit 'em
We don't miss, Helmut Lang, f*ck these hoes
We count cash, we count cash, yeah
[Chorus]
All my boys gon' eat, yeah, all my n*ggas get geeked, yeah
All of these hoеs, they weak, hold up, shawty get f*ckеd to sleep, hold up
All my boys gon' eat, yeah, all my n*ggas get geeked, yeah
All of these hoes, they weak, hold up, shawty get f*cked to sleep, hold up
[Verse 2]
Codeine glass in my backpack, pour codeine in it, hold up
I won't go like this, hold up, you can't start this sh*t
Wipe my nose, Bobby Whitney, Whitney (Woah, woah)
Wipe my nose, Bobby Whitney, hold up
I just popped a E, I got diamond teeth
I was geeked up in the city, called up [?] and [?]
Had to wipe my nose like Bobby Whitney
n*gga got ball like she got no panties
Spent two thousand on a beanie (Check it out), I'm geeked, hold up
Uh, yeah, yeah
All my b*tches tens, tens, my b*tch, yeah, a ten, she princess
We done popped a bean, hold up, I done found my queen
I'm a drug fiend, yeah, yeah
She sucking me up all the time (All the time, blatt)
She sucking my di*k all the time (Yeah, blatt)
She sucking my di*k all the time (Yeah, blatt)
She sucking me up all the time (Blatt)
She sucking my di*k all the time (b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch)