Playboi Carti - Get Geeked lyrics
Playboi Carti [Jordan Terrell Carter] Atlanta, Georgia. U.S. 🇺🇸
[Playboi Carti - Get Geeked lyrics]
Hold up, nigga got cash (Hold up, yeah)
We got 'em racks (Hold up)
Niggas popping, what? Uh (Turn up)
Live in that hills, hold up
Too much on me, too much diamonds
Cash, money, big timin'
Call Birdman, big money, we got racks
These ain't red, real flex, I'm impressed
Blow this up
I can't lie, we get lit, we lay back
Get the MAC, keep a MAC, keep a MAC
No better than that, fuck the check
We gon' hit 'em
We don't miss, Helmut Lang, fuck these hoes
We count cash, we count cash, yeah
All my boys gon' eat, yeah
All my niggas get geeked, yeah
All of these hoеs, they weak, hold
Up, shawty get fuckеd to sleep, hold up
All my boys gon' eat, yeah
All my niggas get geeked, yeah
All of these hoes, they weak, hold
Up, shawty get fucked to sleep, hold up
Codeine glass in my backpack
Pour codeine in it, hold up
I won't go like this, hold up
You can't start this shit
Wipe my nose, Bobby Whitney, Whitney
(Woah, woah)
Wipe my nose, Bobby Whitney, hold up
I just popped a E, I got diamond teeth
I was geeked up in the city, called up and
Had to wipe my nose like Bobby Whitney
Nigga got ball like she got no panties
Spent two thousand on a beanie
(Check it out) , I'm geeked, hold up
Uh, yeah, yeah all my bitches tens, tens, my
Bitch, yeah, a ten, she princess
We done popped a bean, hold up
I done found my queen
I'm a drug fiend, yeah, yeah
She sucking me up all the time
(All the time, blatt)
She sucking my dick all the time
(yeah, blatt)
She sucking my dick all the time
(yeah, blatt)
She sucking me up all the time (Blatt)
She sucking my dick all the time
(Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
We got 'em racks (Hold up)
Niggas popping, what? Uh (Turn up)
Live in that hills, hold up
Too much on me, too much diamonds
Cash, money, big timin'
Call Birdman, big money, we got racks
These ain't red, real flex, I'm impressed
Blow this up
I can't lie, we get lit, we lay back
Get the MAC, keep a MAC, keep a MAC
No better than that, fuck the check
We gon' hit 'em
We don't miss, Helmut Lang, fuck these hoes
We count cash, we count cash, yeah
All my boys gon' eat, yeah
All my niggas get geeked, yeah
All of these hoеs, they weak, hold
Up, shawty get fuckеd to sleep, hold up
All my boys gon' eat, yeah
All my niggas get geeked, yeah
All of these hoes, they weak, hold
Up, shawty get fucked to sleep, hold up
Codeine glass in my backpack
Pour codeine in it, hold up
I won't go like this, hold up
You can't start this shit
Wipe my nose, Bobby Whitney, Whitney
(Woah, woah)
Wipe my nose, Bobby Whitney, hold up
I just popped a E, I got diamond teeth
I was geeked up in the city, called up and
Had to wipe my nose like Bobby Whitney
Nigga got ball like she got no panties
Spent two thousand on a beanie
(Check it out) , I'm geeked, hold up
Uh, yeah, yeah all my bitches tens, tens, my
Bitch, yeah, a ten, she princess
We done popped a bean, hold up
I done found my queen
I'm a drug fiend, yeah, yeah
She sucking me up all the time
(All the time, blatt)
She sucking my dick all the time
(yeah, blatt)
She sucking my dick all the time
(yeah, blatt)
She sucking me up all the time (Blatt)
She sucking my dick all the time
(Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)