"Gettin Geeked" lyrics
Cristo4L Lyrics
(feat. Sgtip)
[Cristo4L:]
I'm smokin' on an opp right now, I'm gettin' geeked
Go pick yo mans up out the street
Rock out for Roxk, that's all we speak
Pussy nigga took my man, we throw our bullets like a quarterback
He been hidin' before Corona
IG poppin' like he on that
Boy you bitch made, boy I know the real you
You play with me, I kill you
Hold on twin, he right there
Show 'em what them sticks do
Or kick his ass, no Kung Fu
I'm a drill baby, hunt who?
I step on shit, ask mom dukes
What we doin' when we catch him?
We gon' whack his ass
What we doin' for that dissin'?
Collect the body bag
Pussy boy keep dissin', but your mans dead
Damn, you don't want no get back?
This swiss cheese leave that boy mix matched
5.56 and 7.62's, that's the only thing I'm sharin'
And all these nigga pussies, and they hoes, so stop comparin'
Stop looking crazy, on my momma, you'll get shot for all that starin'
I'll take the calf, get to shootin' at the PF
Man down, man down, the pussy boy need medical
Real geek baby, I'll throw a perc inside an edible
Real drill master, I'll get to killin' for the hell of it
A real slimer, I'll slime him out and start tryna help him
I'm smokin' on an opp right now, I'm gettin' geeked
Go pick yo mans up out the street
Rock out for Roxk, that's all we speak
Pussy nigga took my man, we throw our bullets like a quarterback
He been hidin' before Corona
IG poppin' like he on that
Boy you bitch made, boy I know the real you
You play with me, I kill you
Hold on twin, he right there
Show 'em what them sticks do
Or kick his ass, no Kung Fu
I'm a drill baby, hunt who?
I step on shit, ask mom dukes
[Sg Tip:]
Stunt to yall, part three, all this damn steppin' (Step)
Niggas love to talk crazy 'til they meet my weapon (Pew)
They see me scream "Hallelujah", all these damn blessings (On God)
He piss me off, I shoot up the funeral and the damn reverend (Pew, pew, pew)
We droppin' shit, we the walk down gang (Walk, walk)
Fuck a teacher pet, we shootin', we ain't takin' no names (The fuck)
I can hit him from some distance, but I like close range (Face shot)
I put the barrel on his temple, and watch his brains go "Bang" (Ugh)
You get no love or no sympathy if you not my gang
You lose yo hands and yo life if you touch this chain
I'm smokin' lil opps (Lil, lil opps)
I mixed it with some big za (Big, big za)
These big ass bullets made his heart stop
[Cristo4L:]
I'm smokin' on an opp right now, I'm gettin' geeked
Go pick yo mans up out the street
Rock out for Roxk, that's all we speak
Pussy nigga took my man, we throw our bullets like a quarterback
He been hidin' before Corona
IG poppin' like he on that
Boy you bitch made, boy I know the real you
You play with me, I kill you
Hold on twin, he right there
Show 'em what them sticks do
Or kick his ass, no Kung Fu
I'm a drill baby, hunt who?
I step on shit, ask mom dukes
I'm smokin' on an opp right now, I'm gettin' geeked
Go pick yo mans up out the street
Rock out for Roxk, that's all we speak
Pussy nigga took my man, we throw our bullets like a quarterback
He been hidin' before Corona
IG poppin' like he on that
Boy you bitch made, boy I know the real you
You play with me, I kill you
Hold on twin, he right there
Show 'em what them sticks do
Or kick his ass, no Kung Fu
I'm a drill baby, hunt who?
I step on shit, ask mom dukes
What we doin' when we catch him?
We gon' whack his ass
What we doin' for that dissin'?
Collect the body bag
Pussy boy keep dissin', but your mans dead
Damn, you don't want no get back?
This swiss cheese leave that boy mix matched
5.56 and 7.62's, that's the only thing I'm sharin'
And all these nigga pussies, and they hoes, so stop comparin'
Stop looking crazy, on my momma, you'll get shot for all that starin'
I'll take the calf, get to shootin' at the PF
Man down, man down, the pussy boy need medical
Real geek baby, I'll throw a perc inside an edible
Real drill master, I'll get to killin' for the hell of it
A real slimer, I'll slime him out and start tryna help him
I'm smokin' on an opp right now, I'm gettin' geeked
Go pick yo mans up out the street
Rock out for Roxk, that's all we speak
Pussy nigga took my man, we throw our bullets like a quarterback
He been hidin' before Corona
IG poppin' like he on that
Boy you bitch made, boy I know the real you
You play with me, I kill you
Hold on twin, he right there
Show 'em what them sticks do
Or kick his ass, no Kung Fu
I'm a drill baby, hunt who?
I step on shit, ask mom dukes
[Sg Tip:]
Stunt to yall, part three, all this damn steppin' (Step)
Niggas love to talk crazy 'til they meet my weapon (Pew)
They see me scream "Hallelujah", all these damn blessings (On God)
He piss me off, I shoot up the funeral and the damn reverend (Pew, pew, pew)
We droppin' shit, we the walk down gang (Walk, walk)
Fuck a teacher pet, we shootin', we ain't takin' no names (The fuck)
I can hit him from some distance, but I like close range (Face shot)
I put the barrel on his temple, and watch his brains go "Bang" (Ugh)
You get no love or no sympathy if you not my gang
You lose yo hands and yo life if you touch this chain
I'm smokin' lil opps (Lil, lil opps)
I mixed it with some big za (Big, big za)
These big ass bullets made his heart stop
[Cristo4L:]
I'm smokin' on an opp right now, I'm gettin' geeked
Go pick yo mans up out the street
Rock out for Roxk, that's all we speak
Pussy nigga took my man, we throw our bullets like a quarterback
He been hidin' before Corona
IG poppin' like he on that
Boy you bitch made, boy I know the real you
You play with me, I kill you
Hold on twin, he right there
Show 'em what them sticks do
Or kick his ass, no Kung Fu
I'm a drill baby, hunt who?
I step on shit, ask mom dukes
