"Geek" lyrics

I can't even talk up on the phone 'cause they keep listenin'
I just take my Rolex, look them diamonds really glistenin'
He talk on the internet, boy, don't get your door kicked in (Graah)
She been lined up at the trap, she knock, I let your bitch in
I been up all night and damn, this molly got me geeked (Geeked)
I just popped a Percocet, that shit gon' put my ass to sleep, uh
Your bitch keep on textin' on my phone, man, she a freak
She be sendin' me that pictures of her pussy and her feet
I be like damn ho', you on OnlyFans and you a model, but make bands though
She be wearin' skirts with nothin' under, go comando
I just left the trap with thirty sticks, I feel like Rambo
Tired of sippin' Sprite, I pour the codeine in the damn Coke
She want the, uh, it hurt her damn throat, uh
This ho' move work up out the bando
Ah, ah, ah
Ah (Woo)
I just burnt my hand when scrapin' bowl up, you know us
I think I'm in love with flippin' yola, I roll up
Nothing really be the way they told us, I donut
In the Aston Martin doin' four somethin', I fold up