midwxst - sosa fow/geekin lyrics
[chorus]
b+tch i’m higher than a bird (b+tch)
b+tch, geekin’ off that gas like i’m a nerd (f+ck goin’ on, maajins?)
b+tch, you say my name edgar, it’s the third (b+tch)
b+tch, you gon’ pay if you want a lil’ verse (b+tch)
ayy, f+ck with gang, they put in you in that he+rs+ (boom, boom)
ayy, f+ck with gang, they put in you in that dirt
ayy, f+ck around with me, you might get hurt (uh, b+tch)
i’ma get that cash that i deserve (hol’ up)
[verse]
game over, when we k!ll that boy, there’s no retries (nah)
expensive cribs what i stay in, but i stay outside
not talkin’ cool, but that boy sly
shoutout cooper, that’s my guy
send the addy, we gon’ slide
seek adventure, so don’t hide, n+gga
i’m a four leaf clover, run up on me, come and test your luck
already know my circle small as sh+t ’cause i don’t ever trust
i ain’t from milwaukee but i’m, f+ck (i ain’t from milwaukee, n+gga)
hol’ up, i ain’t from milwaukee but i’m ballin’ like a f+ckin’ buck
ayy, i’m a golden child, rockin’ with that midas touch
i feel like i’m sora with that blade out in that f+ckin’ cut
and no, i will not dap you up
i need that cash, it’s not enough
we hit that boy, he couldn’t duck
we hit that boy like a hockey puck (b+tch)
ayy, ayy
hold up, calm down (pop, pop, pop, pop)
hear them choppers, that’s that f+ckin’ sound (gun sound, on god)
you be smokin’ gs while i’m smokin’ pounds (yeah, ayy)
b+tch, i am the king, where my f+ckin’ crown?
i been in my glo up, my name sosa (ayy, bang, bang)
he can’t hang with us, that boy a poser
vv on my neck, lil’ shoutout devstacks, i’m a soldier
that boy blood up on the ground like a mimosa (like a mof+ckin’ mimosa)
huh, laugh to n+ggas sayin’ racks when they really don’t
a lot of n+ggas is not like me, this sh+t off the dome
not talking spider man, but we leave him with no way home
i heart this ring up on my finger, already know it’s chrome (b+tch)
[chorus]
b+tch i’m higher than a bird (b+tch)
b+tch, geekin’ off that gas like i’m a nerd (oh)
b+tch, you say my name edgar, it’s the third (b+tch, huh)
b+tch, you gon’ pay if you want a lil’ verse (b+tch)
ayy, f+ck with gang, they put in you in that he+rs+ (boom, boom)
ayy, f+ck with gang, they put in you in that dirt
ayy, f+ck around with me, you might get hurt (uh, b+tch)
i’ma get that cash that i deserve (hol’ up)
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