"Geeked Up" lyrics
(feat. Paid Pat)
[Waka Flocka Flame:]
Ay man, shout-out to the whole motherfuckin' Brick Squad, man
What's ha'nin', lil' D?
Free Queer Double R
What's poppin', Paid Pat?
Wassup Jimmy Rocket?
Head 2 motherfuckin' solid
Infamous the motherfuckin' boss man
You know what the fuck's goin' on (That be Maaly Raw)
Brick Squad, nigga
Geeked up, geeked up
Ridin' scooter in Southside (Real Trap Shit)
Flame on yo' A-C
Running on the frontline
Geeked up, geeked up (fuck 'em, fuck 'em)
Party 'til the sunrise (fuck 'em)
Shawty wanna a ride with the flame for the one time (damn, son, where'd you find this?)
Kickin' shit with my lil' shit, we on the way to Tennessee (shit)
Geeked up out these G6, lil' bitch, we don't want ecstasy
I'm in Orange Mound right now, we'll pay E and T (bruh)
Hundred bands stuffed in the bed, that's just the East received (Real Trap Shit)
Motto I'm the robber every night, I love her alchemy
Told her, "Ride my wave", now she surfing off my salary
Shawty pop it slow, told her, "Move with the melody"
Cartier red tickets, see the hate or jealousy
Geeked up, geeked up (fuck 'em, fuck 'em)
Bottles with the cork fly
Everywhere we go, it's a movie when we walk by
Geeked up, geeked up (fuck 'em, fuck 'em)
Whole team worldwide
From the A to Tennessee, Brick Squad 'til we all die (If you ain't know)
[Paid Pat:]
Geeked up, geeked up, geeked up, geeked up, Mr. Zawikwagan
Mr. Need-Mine-Now, no waiting
If you get money, I'm proud, no hating
RPC money, I'm still getting money
Pay them T, I ain't doing no faking
I'm in a mound surrounded with Haitians
Pull up in it, we're picking up bacon (skrrt)
Fuck that shit off and do it again
Said I was done but I'm sipping again
Said I don't trick but I'm tipping again
She ain't talking 'bout numbers, she whipping the band
Count back ends with my rich friends
Fucked, I still got my stick in
Right now I don't give a fuck 'bout them
But my niggas give a fuck 'bout twins
[Waka Flocka Flame:]
Geeked up, geeked up (fuck 'em, fuck 'em)
Bottles with the cork fly
Everywhere we go, it's a movie when we walk by
Geeked up, geeked up (fuck 'em, fuck 'em)
Whole team worldwide
From the A to Tennessee, Brick Squad 'til we all die (Whoo Kid)
[LeBron James:]
What's up, y'all? This LeBron James
I wanna give a shout-out to my man, DJ Whoo Kid
And I got a very special thanks
To all the southern pops out there in the land
Y'all keep it coming
It's me and DJ Whoo Kid
Yo, Whoo Kid, it's time
Ay man, shout-out to the whole motherfuckin' Brick Squad, man
What's ha'nin', lil' D?
Free Queer Double R
What's poppin', Paid Pat?
Wassup Jimmy Rocket?
Head 2 motherfuckin' solid
Infamous the motherfuckin' boss man
You know what the fuck's goin' on (That be Maaly Raw)
Brick Squad, nigga
Geeked up, geeked up
Ridin' scooter in Southside (Real Trap Shit)
Flame on yo' A-C
Running on the frontline
Geeked up, geeked up (fuck 'em, fuck 'em)
Party 'til the sunrise (fuck 'em)
Shawty wanna a ride with the flame for the one time (damn, son, where'd you find this?)
Kickin' shit with my lil' shit, we on the way to Tennessee (shit)
Geeked up out these G6, lil' bitch, we don't want ecstasy
I'm in Orange Mound right now, we'll pay E and T (bruh)
Hundred bands stuffed in the bed, that's just the East received (Real Trap Shit)
Motto I'm the robber every night, I love her alchemy
Told her, "Ride my wave", now she surfing off my salary
Shawty pop it slow, told her, "Move with the melody"
Cartier red tickets, see the hate or jealousy
Geeked up, geeked up (fuck 'em, fuck 'em)
Bottles with the cork fly
Everywhere we go, it's a movie when we walk by
Geeked up, geeked up (fuck 'em, fuck 'em)
Whole team worldwide
From the A to Tennessee, Brick Squad 'til we all die (If you ain't know)
[Paid Pat:]
Geeked up, geeked up, geeked up, geeked up, Mr. Zawikwagan
Mr. Need-Mine-Now, no waiting
If you get money, I'm proud, no hating
RPC money, I'm still getting money
Pay them T, I ain't doing no faking
I'm in a mound surrounded with Haitians
Pull up in it, we're picking up bacon (skrrt)
Fuck that shit off and do it again
Said I was done but I'm sipping again
Said I don't trick but I'm tipping again
She ain't talking 'bout numbers, she whipping the band
Count back ends with my rich friends
Fucked, I still got my stick in
Right now I don't give a fuck 'bout them
But my niggas give a fuck 'bout twins
[Waka Flocka Flame:]
Geeked up, geeked up (fuck 'em, fuck 'em)
Bottles with the cork fly
Everywhere we go, it's a movie when we walk by
Geeked up, geeked up (fuck 'em, fuck 'em)
Whole team worldwide
From the A to Tennessee, Brick Squad 'til we all die (Whoo Kid)
[LeBron James:]
What's up, y'all? This LeBron James
I wanna give a shout-out to my man, DJ Whoo Kid
And I got a very special thanks
To all the southern pops out there in the land
Y'all keep it coming
It's me and DJ Whoo Kid
Yo, Whoo Kid, it's time
