OhGeesy, Cash Kidd - GEEKALEEK lyrics

Yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy) tezzer, T Tezzer
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Yeah, we got beans (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Yeah, ayy, ayy

You ain't never had the feds investigate you
('Gate you) you ain't never had the bad
Hoes wanna date you (Date you)
You a bad bitch, daddy gotta spank you
(Spank you) my nigga fresh out the pen
He might shank you
Extendo, I don't rock with no stock clips
If you chillin' with the opps
You gettin' shot with (Ayy)
Bad hoes love a nigga out in Stockton
They let my shorty in the
Party with a Glock 10
Poppin', yeah, bitch, I'm so poppin' (Baow)
I got pounds, I got keys, is you shoppin'?
I sip lean, not no green, ain't no Watson
I'ma fuck your life up 'cause I'm toxic (Ayy)
Want her, fuck her, hit her, duck her (Ayy)
Catch up lil' nigga with mustard
(Skrrt, skrrt)
What up, bitch? Geesy fuckin' up the summer
(Woah) sad hoes looking like what a bummer
She wanna suck my dick 'cause I'm funner
Niggas lame, all he wanna do is love her
Buster, we be fuckin' under covers
(Under cover)
But we ain't never fuck with an undercover
Feds watch, lil' nigga, yeah
The feds listenin' i just popped a Perc' 20
Now my head spinnin' (Woah)
You ain't never touched no money
You ain't bread winnin' (No)
I don't even wanna fuck
I'm just head gettin', ayy

What up my nigga, Geesy?

Ayy, huh, your bitch the breadwinner
Broke ass bum
Better cool it down like September
(Broke ass nigga) i feel like Melly
I ride around with dead niggas (Dead niggas)
Nah, I feel like Michael Jackson
How my hand glistenin' (Ayy)
Bitch wan' try suck no dick
I'm on a next mission (Nah)
If we got the right to
Bear arms, then I'm Ted, nigga
(Ayy, you hear me?) diamonds two-step
(Ayy) , say, that's a cool necklace
What a rude heifer
Dirty shoes all on my new leather
Feel like Hugh Heffner, difference is
Bitch can't stay here, huh
He got hit with that Drac', hope he take care
(Take care)
My dawg still sellin' tight white
But not the Hanes pair
I don't want no smoke with these
Niggas 'cause I don't play fair
Ayy, nigga cappin' like he steppin'
Got attachments like I'm Pressa
Fill his chest up like a treasure
(Ayy, ayy, ayy)
My bitch milking 'til the sun come up
She ain't a parent
Bugs Bunny, you gon' say, "What's up
Doc'?" Reach for these karats, nigga
(Baow, baow) i just bought another chop'
I don't play those games (Uh, uh)
Just so I can leave a nigga like Taylor Gang
Good bread off this sauce like Raising Cane's
(You hear me?) i got neck on the spot
I ain't catch her name (Ayy)
You think you can fuck with me?
Bet your life on it
Huh, hit a bitch and I ain't carin'
I'm not a white woman (Ayy)
Big Cuban, ice on it, nigga
Come and try somethin' (You won't)
He took a hundred from the
K, bitch, that's nine hundred, ayy