GERONIMO

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I just caught a flow, Mase on honor roll
 I dive in her wave, geronimo!
 Why they call on me?
 Tell me honestly
 Shawty give me space, you oughta see
 All my homeboys puffin' O.G. smoke!
 We got the money, still don't do prerolls!
 Yeah, y'all don't know what the fuck I been through
 The stuff I been doin'
 December and June
 Only push boundaries when I push the pen through
 Leave the girl alone if she don't fuckin' want to
 We don't trust no one that's been around for weeks
 Oh!
 Fix your fuckin' face
 What you mad at me for?
 Y'all should play the organ, 'cause 888 is preaching
 Like I just feel her organs, swear that this shit's instinctive
 And she winkin'
 And I'm sinkin'
 My third eye ain't fuckin' blinkin'
 Velvet voodoo, she soft, too cruel
 Don't touch my heart bitch! Got a boo boo!
 Leave me fuckin 'lone
 Been by myself today, yeah
 I'ma ascend to another world
 I think I'll be okay, yeah
 I tried to get in contact with God
 So please, just call me back
 'Cause I'm on my way to Heaven
 And all I can do is laugh, huh
 Bitch coming at me with the piece, ah!
 Got the diesel?
 Cuz I need all that I can
 Motherfuck a free thought and the law
 The police wanna get the man
 But they gotta shoot my ass dead if they wanna see me fall off
 I'd rather chop off my head than have you see what I saw
 Bitch coming at me with the piece, ah!
 Got the diesel?
 Cuz I need all that I can
 Motherfuck a free thought and the law
 The police wanna get the man
 But they gotta shoot my ass dead if they wanna see me fall off
 I'd rather chop off my head than have you see what I saw (1, 2, 3, 4!)
 I just happen to be the baddest dude
 Might just slap a fool, leave him black and blue
 Not a ragged dude, keep it half of 2
 Flow be catching on like I had the flu
 I been playing bitches like it's fucking FIFA
 I got millions per appearance like the Mona Lisa, uh
 Got a lotta dough, make my pockets swole
 Dive inside a hoe, say geronimo
 Rapping monotone, wait, I gotta go
 Vale, vamonos
 See ya, laku noć
 Baby, di mi nombre, like I'm Rosalía
 I'm contando tutti I soldi, santo, mama mia
 I'm the wrong guy to be fucking with, I'm just sayin'
 I'm going crazy, bitch I'm untamed
 Walking over these features, Ableton my runway
 Fuck a Bugatti, gimme Hyundai
 I don't got a whip but maybe some day
 Vanguard work together, we back and better, this road is not a one way
 Bitch I'm on the 401
 Aux cord got So Much Fun
 Windows just broke open
 I'm in Hoboken
 Stole a whip, drive slow motion
 Took a tab like Joe Rogan
 I'm starting to hallucinate
 My bodies going numb
 Got no control, nowhere to go
 Don't wanna stop, nowhere to run, ah!
 Bitch coming at me with the piece, ah!
 Got the diesel?
 Cuz I need all that I can
 Motherfuck a free thought and the law
 The police wanna get the man
 But they gotta shoot my ass dead if they wanna see me fall off
 I'd rather chop off my head than have you see what I saw
 Bitch coming at me with the piece, ah!
 Got the diesel?
 Cuz I need all that I can
 Motherfuck a free thought and the law
 The police wanna get the man
 But they gotta shoot my ass dead if they wanna see me fall off
 I'd rather chop off my head than have you see what I saw
 I really wish I looked like Leo in '97
 I'm trippin' off mighty beverages
 I'm needing 90 reverends
 Repent all my loss!
 The way I take bodies, bitch
 Like she only bump Roddy Ricch, get my "Box" from a shoddy bitch
 I got new Vans, got new Birk's
 And I'm lookin' mighty cute
 Baby
 I just robbed Daniel for his shoes
 Give me the loot, baby
 7 rings on my hand
 One for all my deadly sins
 Even though one told me
 Not to call her again
 UH!
 I got PRBLMS like I'm 6LACK (Six-Lack!)
 But I'm not from East Atlanta
 Give these bitches heart attacks
 I could turn you to a phantom
 Bitch I'm climbing up the ranks like I'm prestiged to top
 And people hating on everything like they fiending for flaws
 This is only the begging, bro
 I stack it to the ceiling, yo
 My name ain't Aubrey Graham
 But I get you in your feelings, hoe!
 The only 6ix I care about is them figures
 I bring my dogs to the top so we all getting bigger
 Everyone want to get bigger with me
 Everybody want to kick it with me
 I'ma pull that lever, know I'm better
 Than my baby's ex, please
 Yeah, I'ma go crazy
 Cheque, Please!
 Got Raf Simmons on my sleeve
 Got a pint of pussy, right where I should be
 Step on all you berries
 You silly
 Am I really tho?
 Dress like I'm Billie, got bigger clothes
 Rap like I'm Kenny, I'ma butterfly
 Take off that cap, you ain't gotta lie
 Takeoff like rockets, honestly
 Y'all bitches don't mean none to me
 I'm an inspiration, I lead the wave
 And I'm loud as fuck, I'm luxury
 I said "Hodie! Alleluia!"
 Swear that I might catch a case
 I'll sock it to ya!
 And she say she know my name
 I run right though her!
 Yeah, she look like Mia Wallace from "Pulp Fiction"
 I love that girl, she's so independent
 This shit cold as hell, I'm putting on my mittens
 Gotta show myself, and I ain't never finished
 'Til I know myself
 It's just me and Mason, ain't no one else, it's the holy grail
 I need therapy but I'm quarantined
 And I'm stuck at home, I can't fucking sleep
 Like an insomniac, I stole a Pontiac
 And I stole the show, I never brought it back
 That shit was hard
 Ay, light me some sage
 I got you
 

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Duration
04:21
Key
1
Tempo
158 BPM

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