CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Geeked Up
(Yo Ayo)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, yeah, b*t*h
B*t*h, I'm geeked up, it feel like I'm off of shrooms
And I keep the stick, like the witch I keep a broom
Wrap him like a mummy, put his body in a tomb
You ain't taking sh*t 'cause I came here with my goons
These YSL denim, and my pants, they filled with racks
Please don't try to touch, I get you hit up for a stack
I be sippin' Wockhardt, 'cause they say ain't no more Ac'
He always on IG but he say he in the trap, uh
Rubber band rack, uh, runnin' up a sack, uh
Givenchys with the strap
Gave my b*t*h ten, now her a** fat, uh
Pullin' out these flats, uh, I'm 'bout to relapse, uh
Say he won't be famous, so he turned onto a pack, yuh
Walk up in the spot, they bustin' bales down in the trap, uh
Lookin' for your b*t*h? I got your b*t*h, this where she at, uh
Yeah, she suckin' d**k, she off the mid, she off them flats, uh
She beat up the pack, run up my racks, and then she back, uh
B*t*h I'm geeked up, it feel like I'm off of shrooms
And I keep the stick, like the witch I keep a broom
Wrap him like a mummy, put his body in a tomb
You ain't taking sh*t 'cause I came here with my goons
B*t*h I'm geeked up, it feel like I'm off of shrooms
And I keep the stick, like the witch I keep a broom
Wrap him like a mummy, put his body in a tomb
You ain't taking sh*t 'cause I came here with my goons
('Cause I came here with my goons)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, yeah, b*t*h
B*t*h, I'm geeked up, it feel like I'm off of shrooms
And I keep the stick, like the witch I keep a broom
Wrap him like a mummy, put his body in a tomb
You ain't taking sh*t 'cause I came here with my goons
These YSL denim, and my pants, they filled with racks
Please don't try to touch, I get you hit up for a stack
I be sippin' Wockhardt, 'cause they say ain't no more Ac'
He always on IG but he say he in the trap, uh
Rubber band rack, uh, runnin' up a sack, uh
Givenchys with the strap
Gave my b*t*h ten, now her a** fat, uh
Pullin' out these flats, uh, I'm 'bout to relapse, uh
Say he won't be famous, so he turned onto a pack, yuh
Walk up in the spot, they bustin' bales down in the trap, uh
Lookin' for your b*t*h? I got your b*t*h, this where she at, uh
Yeah, she suckin' d**k, she off the mid, she off them flats, uh
She beat up the pack, run up my racks, and then she back, uh
B*t*h I'm geeked up, it feel like I'm off of shrooms
And I keep the stick, like the witch I keep a broom
Wrap him like a mummy, put his body in a tomb
You ain't taking sh*t 'cause I came here with my goons
B*t*h I'm geeked up, it feel like I'm off of shrooms
And I keep the stick, like the witch I keep a broom
Wrap him like a mummy, put his body in a tomb
You ain't taking sh*t 'cause I came here with my goons
('Cause I came here with my goons)
