stevyn - geezer lyrics
[stevyn]
f+ck a red dot, don’t need sh+t
f+ck off my d+ck lil’ b+tch
i don’t give a f+ck ’bout a hoe
geezer, knock a homeboy out like a mother f+ckin’ fever
gotta a headshot heater
if i find out you a wife beater, six feet deeper
and ya homeboy
goin band for band they call me dough boy
got yo b+tch on a mattress
she a 10/10 she the baddest
and i pull to ya homie with a wratchet
get that 10 band boy you better have it
have you seen my back account, that sh+t flooded
let me talk my sh+t like joe budden
b+tches be dripping like faucet
you want me to go you want me to stay
b+tch you got me real nauseous
[xel]
hoe will you please get the f+ck out my way
she wanna split down the middle like f+ck it
said she need a hero
then f+ck out my roster lil b+tch i am not movin’ like jimmy buckets
quit grabbin’ my phone like the f+ck is you talkin’ to
if you don’t wanna get mad then don’t touch it
hold up this ap two+tone flooded
never been the one to flash the wrist, i’m pacifist
the riders needa find a different ass to kiss
me n’ stevyn we ain’t jackin it, we laughin’ b+tch
throw your sh+t in the trash when stevyn pass the sh+t
[stevyn]
don’t f+ck with a m+s+ch+st, the baddest miss
i don’t wanna f+ck the b+tch that smell like fish
i just wanna go home
steady always missin’ out i gettin’ fomo
always passin’ the blunt tony romo
who did it
roll around in my benz with my windows tinted
i’m bargaining but barging in woah
f+ck that sh+t all i wanna do is flood my wrist
b+tch you is nothin’ special, gotta go get my bag
bouta start to embezzle okay
these f+ck ass hoes tell i’m incredible
but i can’t, but i can’t, but i can’t
can’t stop the hoe from dying
won’t do sh+t less you buying
[xel & stevyn]
hoppin’ in the whip, tryna lose control
think shawty got a tick, all these x and o’s
she gon’ tell me that she love me, no you don’t
i know you lookin’ lovely, i can’t fold, did that before
i’m movin’ way too different
yes i changed your ringtone, let it ring though, act like i ain’t listen
i been movin’ forward, i adore you, but it’s time to pivot
i just want grind, you just wanna vibe
wrist wanna blind my vision
it’s too f+ckin’ bright
i’m too f+ckin’ high
half a hunnid in my mag, clips
mac11 got me active
leave him sleepin’ like he ak
smoke that boy like a pack woah
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