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[intro:warhol.ss]
geek, yea, geek
i’m on the molly and geeked
i’m on the molly and geeked(oh be)
geeked(be)
geeked(be woah)
geek geek geek(woah)
freaky freaky freaky(woah be)
geek geek geek( be)
geek geek geek
geek geek geek(woah be)
geek geek geek(aye)
geek geek geek(yea)

[chorus: warhol.ss]
balmain tee
hop on that molly and geek
activist pouring a pinch
black on black rari i f+ck up the street(woah)
look at my closet salem sipping on lean hand on the green(no)
f+ck it pop another bean(woah)
chopper hit em in his spline(woah)
forty hit em he ain’t breathing( uh)
400 fanta i made this sh+t dirty like you need to clean it(you need to clean it)
got it out of the mud had to fight these demons(fight these demons)
sticks on the side long clip red beamin( big stick)
muddy cup big blunt in there dreaming
[verse: rx peso]
if i let the b+tch walk in my closet she goin start dreaming(start dreaming)
im drinking on big syrup just to fight all my demons(high)
i done got rich off this crackrock the wrist said fiji(water)
i could tell a real cold story so deep the b+tch won’t leave me(bet that)
pop the molly i’m geekin(woo)
20k spent weekly
when i walk double gg (gucci)
sippin act no green lean(act)
my cup dirty that a sweat tea(mud)
she’ll f+ck when she meet me(woo)
i done introduced her to that high she can’t let go
taste this she want some more
this sh+t ain’t easy that’s for sure(easy)
this geek get a n+gga ahead
so i promise i won’t it go(promise)
from nick’s to a lot of m’s
the codeine keep me on(on)
can’t change on me that’s what is(is)
geeked the way a n+gga live(live)
i’m on that molly forreal(real)
turn to zombie and k!ll
make her pop one of them pills(woah woah)
coldest n+gga up the hills(hills)
this fly life so chill(chill)
some lean on me turning real
if you turn on me i could k!ll
[chorus: warhol.ss]
balmain tee
hop on that molly and geek
activist pouring a pinch
black on black rari i f+ck up the street(woah)
look at my closet salem sipping on lean hand on the green(no)
f+ck it pop another bean(woah)
chopper hit em in his spline(woah)
forty hit em he ain’t breathing( uh)
400 fanta i made this sh+t dirty like you need to clean it(you need to clean it)
got it out of the mud had to fight these demons(fight these demons)
sticks on the side long clip red beamin( big stick)
muddy cup big blunt in there dreaming



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