Damn Right

[VERSE 1]
I'm Geedup
From the mother fucking feet up
I won’t give you three strikes
Like adidas
I pull up in some nike checks
I pulled a bitch
And yours might be next
But I'm a gentleman I never call a hoe a bitch
I walk around the whole club
Like I know I'm rich
I make it snow in this
Then I play my own track
And I turn the club to mount fucking Everest
I got a main thang

She hold me down no hang man
She right behind me in the same lane
It’s got us looking like the A team
She call me B though
We getting cheese
Stacking chips like Doritos

[Pre Hook]
I'm a club filler
Rap gorilla
Entrepreneur from a dope dealer
There ain't none realer
That's facts on facts
All I'm tryna do is make that paper stack

[Hook]
Damn Right, Damn Right, Damn Right, Damn Right
Ima get my bands right
Damn Right, Damn Right, Damn Right, Damn Right
Ima get my bands right

[Post Hook]
I can not be wit u though
Cause I gotta be with the doe
If you gotta leave there's the door
All I gotta do is get my doe up

Pull up to the club
And they got me on an instrumental
If I walk in like a thug
It ain't accidental
If I eat that pussy up
It was on the menu
If I ain't your type of guy
Then I’m guessing that you’re mental
I'm rough and gentle
I’m light and heavy on the stencil
I ride the M2
See eye to eye when I be in you
But this a suit and tie event
And I suit you best when I tie your hands up
Now this a formal introduction
I built myself from the ground like construction
I found my way out the gutter when I couldn't function
And I found a way to turn nothing into something yes

[Pre Hook]
I'm a club filler
Rap gorilla
Entrepreneur from a dope dealer
There ain't none realer
That’s facts on facts
All I'm tryna do is make that paper stack

[Hook]
Damn Right, Damn Right, Damn Right, Damn Right
Ima get my bands right
Damn Right, Damn Right, Damn Right, Damn Right
Ima get my bands right

Damn Right, Damn Right, Damn Right, Damn Right
Ima get my bands right
Damn Right, Damn Right, Damn Right, Damn Right
Ima get my bands right