GEEKALEEK (feat. Cash Kidd)

You ain't never had the feds investigate you
 You ain't never had the bad hoes wanna date you
 You a bad bitch, daddy gotta to spank you
 My nigga fresh out the pen he might shank you
 Extendo, I don't rock with no stock clips
 If you chilling with the opps you getting shot with
 Bad hoes love a nigga out in Stockton
 They let my shorty in the party with a Glock 10
 Poppin', yeah bitch I'm so poppin'
 I got pounds, I got keys, is you shopping?
 I sip lean, not no green, ain't no Watson
 I'ma fuck your life up 'cause I'm toxic
 Want her, fuck her, hit her, duck her
 Catch up lil' nigga, with mustard
 What up bitch? Geesy fucking up the summer
 Sad hoes looking like what a bummer
 She wanna suck my dick cause I'm funner
 Niggas lame, all he wanna do is love her
 Buster, we be fucking under covers
 But we ain't never fuck with a undercover
 Feds watchin', lil' nigga, yeah, the feds listenin'
 I just popped a perc 20 now my head spinnin'
 You ain't never touched no money you ain't bread winning
 I don't even wanna fuck I'm just head getting, ay
 What up my nigga, Geesy?
 Ay, your bitch the bread winner
 Broke ass bum, better cool it down like September
 I feel like Melly, I ride around with dead niggas
 No, I feel like Michael Jackson how my hand glisten
 Bitch wanna try suck no dick I'm on a next mission
 If we got the right to bear arms, then I'm Ted nigga
 Diamonds two step, say that's a cool necklace
 What a rude heifer, dirty shoes all on my new leather
 Feel like Hugh Hefner, difference is bitch can't stay here
 He got hit with that drake, hope he take care
 My dog still selling tight white but not the Hanes pair
 I don't want no smoke with these niggas 'cause I don't play fair
 Ay, nigga capping like he stepping
 Got attachments like I'm pressure
 Fill his chest up like a treasure
 My bitch milking 'til the sun come up she ain't a parent
 Bugs Bunny, you gonna say, "What's up doc?," reach for these carrots nigga
 I just bought another chop I don't play those games
 Just so I can leave a nigga like Taylor Gang
 Good bread off this sauce like Raising Canes
 I got neck on the spot, I ain't catch her name
 You think you can fuck with me, bet your life on it
 Hit a bitch and I ain't care, I'm not a white woman
 Big Cuban ice on it, nigga come and try something
 You took a hundred from the K, bitch, that's 900, ay