You in her DM, I’m in her mouth, we not the same
Flippin’ the form to heat the fire, I got the flame
Came with the gift and gab, been blessed with lots of game
N***as be mad at me, they know I’m not the blame
You in her DM, I’m in her mouth, we not the same
Flippin’ the form to heat the fire, I got the flame
Came with the gift and gab, been blessed with lots of game
N***as be mad at me, they know I’m not the blame (Hеy, hey, hey, hey)

Wеll I’m too geechy to be preachy, I just show out (Ay)
Winnin' and it’s lookin’ like a blowout (Okay)
Pile up my paper, let it grow out (Yurr)
If It ain’t ‘bout no money I don’t go out (Okay)
I’m too geechy to be preachy, I just show out (Ay)
Winnin' and it’s lookin’ like a blowout (Okay)
Pile up my paper, let it grow out (Okay)
If It ain’t ‘bout no money I don’t go out (I don't go out)

[Verse]
I got way too many missed calls
Think your girlfriend going through her withdrawals
I do what I wanna, God gave me big balls
And some hoes that wanna cover 'em with lip gloss
Seen ‘em lookin’ at me crazy but I ain’t goof
Hood n***a, ain’t too many place I can't go
Tryna fit all of your friends in that Durango
I’m the only young n***a with a Kangol
Chain glow, hang low, scarin’ Anglos
In Chapala, tradin’ dollars for the pesos
Mama smell the marijuana on my besos
‘Bout to kill ‘em in my, “N***a where they make those?”
Case closed, change clothes and time zones
She shook her neck and mind blown
Got the funky shit that make ‘em do the stank face
I ain’t chasin’ hoes, n***a, I’m at Chase Bank (Ay, ay)
[Pre-Chorus]
You in her DM, I’m in her mouth, we not the same
Flippin’ the form to heat the fire, I got the flame
Came with the gift and gab, been blessed with lots of game
N***as be mad at me, they know I’m not the blame
You in her DM, I’m in her mouth, we not the same
Flippin’ the form to heat the fire, I got the flame
Came with the gift and gab, been blessed with lots of game
N***as be mad at me, they know I’m not the blame (Hey, hey, hey, hey)

[Chorus]
Well I’m too geechy to be preachy, I just show out (Ay)
Winnin' and it’s lookin’ like a blowout (Okay)
Pile up my paper, let it grow out (Yurr)
If It ain’t ‘bout no money I don’t go out (Okay)
I’m too geechy to be preachy, I just show out (Ay)
Winnin' and it’s lookin’ like a blowout (Okay)
Pile up my paper, let it grow out (Okay)
If It ain’t ‘bout no money I don’t go out (I don't go out)

[Outro]
Well I'm too geechy-
But I'm too-
Well I'm too geechy
But I'm too geechy-
But I'm too-
But I'm too-but I'm too-but I'm too geechy-