Geek

[Intro: Lil Crix]
(This shit gon' be crazy, Jacc)
Go (Okay, okay)
Go (Okay, okay, thank you, Timmy boy)
Uh, okay, okay, okay

[Verse 1: Lil Crix]
Mm, mixin' drugs to get me geeked
Pour a deuce and now I'm sleep
Eight hundred dollar line, ain't cheap
Make a bad bitch leave with dusty knees
Twenty pounds of za, we breakin' it down, I'm talkin' 'bout piece for piece
This never stoppin', the day they kill my career the day they kill Lil Reese
Stuff a joint and burn a tree
Do a drill, then burn the V
See my man and drop my ski
If you got it, spend it, keep it P
White girl fell to the floor, I looked her way and all I said was, "Glee"
Only if she burn, that's the only time she don't get a shoppin' spree
20K a show, I'm overseas, they greet me with a Z
Chrome Heart, Ricky down, I switch it up and go cop Dickie jeans
Bippin' like I'm Skrilla, still a thug and go post up with fiends
Bail out throwin', a hundred niggas dead, all I hear is niggas screamin'

[Verse 2: BloodHound Q50]
Bail out throwin' a hundred, I got two fifties, I do this shit with ease
I'm a young, turnt nigga, I was seventeen fuckin' twice my age, had these hoes on they knees
Tell Florida y'all can't be mad at Crix 'cause I took that shit, these niggas be sweet
I'm from the 'Raq and he from Lauderdale, and we both throw Z's
Catch me a hat, ask 'em what they party with, I'm hopin' they say both
I treat the heads just like my bitch, when they want a Tesla, I don't never say no
How the fuck you go and gettin' in this backseat, where your pipe at? It's time to blow
This shit right here sound weird, but I had some fetty I was showin' and it look like coke
I'm doin' this shit from state to state, these bitch-ass niggas know how it get
I don't like dependin' on no security, nigga, give me my switch
I see me a lick and a nigga got some jewelry, nigga, just run that kit
Ain't doin' no rumblin', I ain't Tyson Fury, your ass gon' die 'bout that shit