Geek Alot

[Intro]
Yuh!
Yo, we live, and this beat was produced by Live, bitch
Whyfye, yuh!
PBC Flexin'
Yuh, yuh!

[Hook]
I walk around with the Glock a lot (yuh)
And I count up my guap a lot (yuh)
But you can popped a lot (yuh)
You can get shot a lot (yuh)
Handle my part a lot (yuh)
No, I handle my part a lot (yuh)
And I’m smoking on large pack (yuh)
100-round with a kickback (yuh)
When I geek in the parking lot (yuh)
And I'm smoking on fart a lot (yuh)
In the hood where I march a lot (yuh)
It could get dark a lot (yuh)
Let me talk shit and bark a lot (yuh)
I do not want a lot of friends
Watch how I count all my money, lil' nigga, yeah I just only want the bands

[Verse 1]
She give me head, she know I flex, I’m on a roll now
I keep a Tec, you can get wet, they feel my flow now
I make a mess, I clean it up, I know you know now (yeah, yeah, yeah, down, yeah!)
If you keep flexin' where you're at, you can get blown down

[Verse 2]
She wanna fuck on my wrist, on my neck, on my wrist, on my dick, on my check (yuh)
Hundred percent on my neck, when I flexed up my momma told me that I'm next (yuh)
I do not care 'bout the rest, gold on my neck I don't care about that (yuh, yuh!)
Fuck up the flow when I run, if you run up on me, bitch, you know you is dead (yuh, yuh, yuh-yuh!)

[Bridge]
I'm not wrong, I'm not wrong
Shawty hit my phone
No, I’m not wrong
Diamonds on my wrists, yeah I know these niggas mad at me
Just took his bitch, I know why these niggas mad at me
I’m not wrong, I'm not wrong
Shawty hit my phone
No, I’m not wrong
Diamonds on my wrists, I know why these niggas mad at me
Just took his bitch, I know why these niggas mad at me

[Hook]
I walk around with the Glock a lot (yuh)
And I count up my guap a lot (yuh)
But you can popped a lot (yuh)
You can get shot a lot (yuh)
Handle my part a lot (yuh)
No, I handle my part a lot (yuh)
And I'm smoking on large pack (yuh)
100-round with a kickback (yuh)
When I geek in the parking lot (yuh)
And I'm smoking on fart a lot (yuh)
In the hood where I march a lot (yuh)
It could get dark a lot (yuh)
Let me talk shit and bark a lot (yuh)
I do not want a lot of friends
Watch how I count all my money, lil' nigga, yeah I just only want the bands