Yeat GEEK TIMË Lyrics

"GEEK TIMË"

 

You ain't compared to us

You get bread, or what?

Worst off, yea we wanna see you worst off

Are you mad? Yes

Are you glad? Yes

Are yo diamonds off, diamonds off? Yes

I see dead people in my head

You can come outside we get you chopped

You ain't on our side we get you flopped

Hers bag Chanel

Punch mag Draco, trunk full of hunnids and some drugs its a cokesoon

Yea we could call the priest

Who you gone call? You gone call police

Why the fuck you fall, hit ya arteries

How I stand tall? Cause I'm balling bitch

How I fly high? Cause I'm balling bitch

How the fuck you died, turned you into swiss

Frog eye bitch

Open wide bitch

You gone fall off, you been compromised bitch

Seen, seen ya flying off so far

Moon, compromise, I ain't making room

No you can't see in its all got tint

I don't hit the 5, I hit the 10

We stay at four seasons, fuck the wynn

3 little piggies, we coming in

You hand us scissors, we cut you thin

Its back 2 back geek mode on time again


(You ain't compared to us

You get bread, or what?)


You ain't compared to us

You get bread, or what?

Worst off, yea we wanna see you worst off

Are you mad? Yes

Are you glad? Yes

Are yo diamonds off, diamonds off? Yes

I see dead people in my head

You can come outside we get you chopped

You ain't on our side we get you flopped

Hers bag Chanel

Punch mag Draco, trunk full of hunnids and some drugs its a cokesoon

Yea we could call the priest

Who you gone call? You gone call police

Why the fuck you fall, hit ya arteries

How I stand tall? Cause I'm balling bitch

How I fly high? Cause I'm balling bitch

How the fuck you died, turned you into swiss

Frog eye bitch

Open wide bitch

You gone fall off, you been compromised bitch

Seen, seen ya flying off so far

Moon, compromise, I ain't making room

No you can't see in it's all got tint

I don't hit the 5, I hit the 10

We stay at four seasons, fuck the wynn

3 little piggies, we coming in

You hand us scissors, we cut you thin

Its back 2 back geek mode on time again


(You ain't compared to us

You get bread, or what?)

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