"GEEKED" lyrics

Haan
I be geeked, I be geeked
Haan
I be geeked, I be geeked
Yo, 8ight

Rick Owens, we don't walk in Margielas
Five-hundred for the double R, it came with umbrellas
Eat her pussy for my personal pleasure
I keep pop up with that macaroni, change up the weather
Hundred large, got my neck on freeze
If she charge, I'ma pay her the lease
Out in London with my bredrin
Geeing hoes, countin' P's
Got the cash in the States but the account overseas

My dargy in LA so you know we got them pounds for cheap
Lambo', no CLA, akh caught the charge and don't feel a way
She wear her hair down, big Glock and AP fuckin' stare down
I got them white boys up in Liverpool and they got spare rounds

[?] turned shorty to a demon
She threw the pussy at me, I received it
She hit a [?], popped a perccy, drank the leach
All my niggas wiling, Cayman Islands, diamonds, Fiji

Let's do arenas, baby, we sold out
I'll tell you 'bout the last hoe but she old now
Like my Givenchy clothes she thrown out
I'm geeked, bitch, I'd rather be in my own zone

Got in trouble with my imam because we beefin' brothers
Squash it 'cause we need each other but we was tryna see them suffer
If it ain't about the money, I ain't manoeuvre
Catch me in the Lamb' truck ridin' with a shooter

Rick Owens, we don't walk in Margielas
Five-hundred for the double R, it came with umbrellas
Eat her pussy for my personal pleasure
I keep pop up with that macaroni, change up the weather
Hundred large, got my neck on freeze
If she charge, I'ma pay her the lease
Out in London with my bredrin
Geeing hoes, countin' P's
Got the cash in the States but the account overseas