Geekin

(Hook)
Count bands, go and
Count bands, going
Off the earth floating
My bitch, coldest, now I can't focus
Geeking off shit all the time
Counting up chips all the time

(Verse 1)
Know I got shit on my mind
Can’t no bitch knock my grind
Going overseas in the meantime
I already got a bitch in the west side
Molly she gon pop it
I was going out sad, no option
Kick me out the crib for my options
Never thought fam would be on that opp shit
My bitch on the gram, I'm trynna fuck
Baby you don't love me you love that dust
I know we gon kiss and make up
She ain’t falling for me yet she falling for the drugs

(Hook)
Count bands, go and
Count bands, going
Off the earth floating
My bitch, coldest, now I can't focus
Geeking off shit all the time
Counting up chips all the time

(Verse 2)
Flying out the bitch in the spare time
Know I'm getting rich got no care time
Diamonds on my ear getting glare time
And my bitch got clear skin
And my thotty jumping out the gym
I might go and cop her Philip Plein
I go David Copperfield on a fucking bird
Bought my bitch some blood diamonds like we on the Purge

(Hook)
Count bands, go and
Count bands, going
Off the earth floating
My bitch, coldest, now I can't focus
Geeking off shit all the time
Counting up chips all the time