hardrock - geeked up lyrics
[intro]
yea
yo
what
[?] go crazy
yea, what
lets go f+ck that sh+t lets go
[chorus]
she gave me head in the car
these hoes not up to par
d+mn hardrock you hard
blew the cash and use my card
i keep a cougar on me yea i keep that 40. caliber
these n+ggas really not your bros but they say they gon slide for with ya
these hoes really not your hoes but they gotta a whole nother side n+gga
and these n+ggas real real grimey so you gotta keep that glock on me
my n+ggas told me to keep goin’ might f+ck around and blow up
f+ck a hoe yesterday and act like i dont know her
geeked up ooh yeah
geeked up
geeked up ooh yeah
geeked up
geeked up ooh yeah
geeked up
geeked up ooh yeah
geeked up
[verse]
she gettin’ high, we jump off the porch
young n+gga straight out the 4
n+ggas be writin’ their lyrics from notes
[?] cup real dirty i don’t use no soap
she on real dope, she a freak off real dope
through the window, cashapp through the window
these n+ggas lame with a lame posse
i like to pour and she dont like rockin’
these n+ggas sippin on that oxy
if it ain’t for money then i ain’t rockin’
boy you is too lame, boy im finna make it rain
boy you ain’t got no stain, talking this what you sayin?
[verse 2]
2021 that’s a whole nother year and these n+ggas still on the same sh+t
i get high like a rasta b+tch, im finna slap a drone b+tch
i’m finna cop me some more rick attire then f+ck on yo b+tch
boy i’m too versatile i can do any flow b+tch
dumbass n+gga they can’t catch on they too slow b+tch
they hoe f+ckin’ a whole nother n+gga and they dont even know it
ask him what the f+ck i got on and he don’t even know it
i look the exact same when im geeked it dont even show b+tch
[pre+chorus]
i’m doin good b+tch and i ain’t even in my prime
i’m doin good b+tch and i ain’t even in my prime
i’m doin good b+tch and i ain’t even in my prime
i’m doin good b+tch and i ain’t even in my prime
j+pan drip yea, these that number 9’s
bad b+tch got a tat on her spine
i get cash hoe yea i ain’t lyin
tryna see what i’m doin yea these n+ggas spyin’
[chorus]
she gave me head in the car
these hoes not up to par
d+mn hardrock you hard
blew the cash and use my card
i keep a cougar on me yea i keep that 40. caliber
these n+ggas really not your bros but they say they gon slide for with ya
these hoes really not your hoes but they gotta a whole nother side n+gga
and these n+ggas real real grimey so you gotta keep that glock on me
my n+ggas told me to keep goin’ might f+ck around and blow up
f+ck a hoe yesterday and act like i dont know her
geeked up ooh yeah
geeked up
geeked up ooh yeah
geeked up
geeked up ooh yeah
geeked up
geeked up ooh yeah
geeked up
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