[Chorus}

(That bitch got bass on her cuz that ass like a beat)

Too geeked up (geeked up)
Too geeked up (geeked up)
Too geeked up (geeked up)
Too geeked up (geeked up)

Imma real [?] killer

[Verse 1]

I ain't gon post myself on the gram
I ain't gon post me pouring the lean (I ain't gon post me pourin']
I ain't give two fucks bout [?] (see)

(Let it all)
Fuck your bitch
Fuck what you think (Ok)

Wet ass pussy
Heard it sprinkles
I'd die, in a lab (Uhh)
Yea, I really geek up (huh)
I took this shit up, but ain't no motherfucking middle (middle motherfuck-)
She gon hit the pole before she [?]
Then I pullup with this dick
Imma take them bullets, I'm not packing let em bleed (bleed out)
[?]
You can't even look at me
I ain't posted on the gram
I'm not tryna make a scene (yeaa)
I just popped the blue G
I ain't play bout [?]
Damn I think I'm too good, yea it's just the new me (woah)
Scared [?], passed the opp, he like "you barely smoke weed"

[Chorus}

(That bitch got bass on her cuz that ass like a beat)

Too geeked up (geeked up)
Too geeked up (geeked up)
Too geeked up (geeked up)
Too geeked up (geeked up)

Imma real [?] killer

[Verse 2]

She gave me brain that's the nerd in her
The black hoe getting [?] but theres no worms in it
These bitches going to take turns with em
V-L-A-Bitch I deserve with it (deserve with it)
I deserve with it (I deserve with it)