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Geeked by Meek Mill
[Intro: Meek Mill]
Yeah, reportin’ live from the northside of litty city
You f**k my b**ch, I’ma keep it player
I just want you to know that we the Navy Seals
We gon’ strike your whole motherf**king platoon, nigga
Gang
(Bangladesh)
Ugh
Top floor at my penthouse, yeah
Young rich nigga, I’m in my robe
f**kin’ them hoes in my flip-flops, yeah
f**k all that trollin, this hip-hop, woah
Nigga play wit me, gon’ get shot (Brrt)
Quarter mil’ ‘caine, my wrist white, woah
Bust down, Patek don’t tick-tock, no
We got them bricks in a drought
I call the play and they hittin’ the route
This life I’m living be trippin’ me out ’cause I just let a famous b**ch spit in my mouth (Ew)
I’ma buy a Birkin for a project b**ch
Rolls truck coming, I’ma cop that sh*t
Ass all fat, tell her pop that sh*t like (Booty, booty, booty, booty)
Every red bottom, know I got that sh*t
Post it on the Gram, but you not that lit
Your favorite rapper is not that rich (Booty, booty, booty, booty)
Fly Dubai on Emirates (Emirates)
Only fly ’em out if they with the sh*ts
All bad hoes need discipline (Booty, booty, booty, booty) [Chorus: 2 Chainz] Check so damn big, it gon’ barely tuck (Yeah)
Gun so damn big, it gon’ barely tuck (Yeah)
Chains so damn big, it gon’ barely tuck (Yeah)
Ass so damn big, it gon’ barely tuck (Booty, booty, booty)
Check so damn big, it gon’ barely tuck (Tuck)
Gun so damn big, it gon’ barely tuck (Tuck)
Chains so damn big, it gon’ barely tuck (Tuck)
Ass so damn big, it gon’ barely tuck (Tuck) [Verse 2: 2 Chainz] Right back, right back, right back (Right back)
Girl left a text, I ain’t write back (Write back)
If the pussy good like it should
I’ll leave the crib and come right back, ooh
Contract look like a ball (Ball)
All my masters and all (All)
Keep my circle small (Small)
I’m so low, I crawl (Booty, booty, booty)
I’m so appalled if you don’t applaud
I pull your strings, just like a guitar
Do it one time, you better record
There’s some in my cars and there’s some at the storage
There’s some at the studio, some at my momma house (Momma)
Florida, where I got a summer house (Summer)
This 1942 turn her out (Turn her)
I get to bussin’, they runnin’ out (Bah)
Supercharge, supercharge, burn out (Errt)
Who in charge? You in charge? Point ’em out (Who?)
Say they heard about me, word of mouth (Booty, booty, booty)
Yeah I’m the teacher, you learnin’ now
Footprints on your furniture
Take her like a burglar
Dump her like a herb and curb
You don’t make me happy, b**ch you make me nervous
This that flame emoji (Flame)
I got the game and sold it (Uh, I got the game and sold it)
I got that thang reloaded (Booty, booty, booty, booty) [Chorus: 2 Chainz] Check so damn big, it gon’ barely tuck (Yeah)
Gun so damn big, it gon’ barely tuck (Yeah)
Chains so damn big, it gon’ barely tuck (Yeah)
Ass so damn big, it gon’ barely tuck (Booty, booty, booty)
Check so damn big, it gon’ barely tuck (Tuck)
Gun so damn big, it gon’ barely tuck (Tuck)
Chains so damn big, it gon’ barely tuck (Tuck)
Ass so damn big, it gon’ barely tuck (Tuck) [Verse 3: Offset] Offset
My wrists ice glazed like cinnamon (Glaze)
My Wraith shut doors, it’s a gentleman (Who)
You talkin’ like a ho, boy you feminine (Ho)
European drip with the vitamin (Drip)
I cannot lie, my b**ch got a Birkin with fire (Birkin)
Sippin’ on drink, DUI (Drank)
These niggas sweet potato pie (Sweet)
I was in the trenches, tryna eat (Tryna eat somethin’)
RIP my dawg Pistol P (Woo)
Hoes sniffin’ on the coke, where the weed? (Where the weed?)
Thots f**kin’ on the boat in Belize (Thot, thot)
Put the dick up in her throat, make her sneeze (Ah, ah)
Wraith with the stars, LEDs (Stars)
A lotta these rappers my seeds (Seeds)
f**k niggas hating, got grieve (Booty, booty, booty, booty)
‘Cause I got a milli in the brief (M, M, M)
Kick sh*t like Bruce Lee (Woo-woo)
f**k this b**ch, she walkin’ out knee (Walkin’ out, yeah)
Truck backin’ up, beep-beep (Beep-beep)
Hunnid fifty bricks every week (Bricks)
The b**ch gettin’ money, she on fleek (Fleek)
Lookin’ for the bag, I seek (Where?)
Go and get the mag then sweep (Magazine)
Prezi or the Skelly, then Philipe it (Woo-woo)
I’m a big dawg boss, don’t need sh*t (Big dawg)
She can f**k my dawg, ’cause a leash with it (f**k my dawg)
Hoppin’ in the new frog, put a leap in it (Frog)
Eat it up but don’t put your teeth on it (Hrrr)
Buying new baguettes (Baguettes)
Double B Plain Jane, yes (Plain Jane, woo)
Molly got the b**ch all wet, uh (Booty, booty, booty)
Northside, learned it from the best (North)
(Booty, booty, booty, booty)
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