WAKE UP
[Intro]
(RXLVND)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Wake up and get geeked (Geeked)
Wake up and get geeked (Geeked)
Wake up, count up cake (Cake) before I brush my teeth (Teeth)
I wake up my bitch face, she got no flaws like me
Way too much makeup, got a cake face on my new Prada tee (Tee)
Like, yeah, I’m smoking green, counting green, no broccoli
Like, got a lot on me, can’t get this ho up off of me
Like, oh, this guap on me, just like I hit the lottery
Like, all this guap on me, can tell that bit' want slide with me, like
[Verse 1]
Huh, no, I’m not stupid
Hold on, bitch, you finna losе me
Got too many bitches, they choosing
Got too many bitchеs, just so I had to choose 'em
Too many wrists, I might have to take off my Lou'
[?] tryna run up and we shooting
Got so many fits, I come shit on these losers
And I don’t do no fit pics, but this bitch gon' sneak pictures of me
And I got her in sixsixsixsix but Balenci' on me
My boy iced his wrist, got 'em seasick
[?] blue but my boy bean
Oh, she see I'm lit and out the scene
Bitch, tryna come ride with me
[Chorus]
Wake up and get geeked (Geeked)
Wake up and get geeked (Geeked)
Wake up, count up cake (Cake) before I brush my teeth (Teeth)
I wake up my bitch face, she got no flaws like me
Way too much makeup, got a cake face on my new Prada tee (Tee)
Like, yeah, I’m smoking green, counting green, no broccoli
Like, got a lot on me, can’t get this ho up off of me
Like, oh, this guap on me, just like I hit the lottery
Like, all this guap on me, can tell that bit' want slide with me, like
[Verse 2]
Yeah, all this money on me, I might throw it in the air
Oh, I got it, you ain’t got it, shit, boy, life ain’t fair
Yeah, she know I got her, she don’t got it, she like it over here
I seen so much, I got no fare
Shit, she rocking out with [?] and shit
You know this love is rare, bitch
You know this love don’t share shit
So nonchalant, ho, I don’t care, bitch
You notice I could care less
Notice I get bare checks
Notice my life upfront
If you ignore em ?
Say she can’t get up
Asking where the concierge is
Bitch, yo' life, you fucked this up
Huh, please don’t make me [?] bitch
I ain’t flex, yeah, two bands on my necklace
Margiela on my chest
Never touch a Nike tag, bitch
[Chorus]
Wake up and get geeked (Geeked)
Wake up and get geeked (Geeked)
Wake up, count up cake (Cake) before I brush my teeth (Teeth)
I wake up my bitch face, she got no flaws like me
Way too much makeup, got a cake face on my new Prada tee (Tee)
Like, yeah, I’m smoking green, counting green, no broccoli
Like, got a lot on me, can’t get this ho up off of me
Like, oh, this guap on me, just like I hit the lottery
Like, all this guap on me, can tell that bit' want slide with me, like
(RXLVND)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Wake up and get geeked (Geeked)
Wake up and get geeked (Geeked)
Wake up, count up cake (Cake) before I brush my teeth (Teeth)
I wake up my bitch face, she got no flaws like me
Way too much makeup, got a cake face on my new Prada tee (Tee)
Like, yeah, I’m smoking green, counting green, no broccoli
Like, got a lot on me, can’t get this ho up off of me
Like, oh, this guap on me, just like I hit the lottery
Like, all this guap on me, can tell that bit' want slide with me, like
[Verse 1]
Huh, no, I’m not stupid
Hold on, bitch, you finna losе me
Got too many bitches, they choosing
Got too many bitchеs, just so I had to choose 'em
Too many wrists, I might have to take off my Lou'
[?] tryna run up and we shooting
Got so many fits, I come shit on these losers
And I don’t do no fit pics, but this bitch gon' sneak pictures of me
And I got her in sixsixsixsix but Balenci' on me
My boy iced his wrist, got 'em seasick
[?] blue but my boy bean
Oh, she see I'm lit and out the scene
Bitch, tryna come ride with me
[Chorus]
Wake up and get geeked (Geeked)
Wake up and get geeked (Geeked)
Wake up, count up cake (Cake) before I brush my teeth (Teeth)
I wake up my bitch face, she got no flaws like me
Way too much makeup, got a cake face on my new Prada tee (Tee)
Like, yeah, I’m smoking green, counting green, no broccoli
Like, got a lot on me, can’t get this ho up off of me
Like, oh, this guap on me, just like I hit the lottery
Like, all this guap on me, can tell that bit' want slide with me, like
[Verse 2]
Yeah, all this money on me, I might throw it in the air
Oh, I got it, you ain’t got it, shit, boy, life ain’t fair
Yeah, she know I got her, she don’t got it, she like it over here
I seen so much, I got no fare
Shit, she rocking out with [?] and shit
You know this love is rare, bitch
You know this love don’t share shit
So nonchalant, ho, I don’t care, bitch
You notice I could care less
Notice I get bare checks
Notice my life upfront
If you ignore em ?
Say she can’t get up
Asking where the concierge is
Bitch, yo' life, you fucked this up
Huh, please don’t make me [?] bitch
I ain’t flex, yeah, two bands on my necklace
Margiela on my chest
Never touch a Nike tag, bitch
[Chorus]
Wake up and get geeked (Geeked)
Wake up and get geeked (Geeked)
Wake up, count up cake (Cake) before I brush my teeth (Teeth)
I wake up my bitch face, she got no flaws like me
Way too much makeup, got a cake face on my new Prada tee (Tee)
Like, yeah, I’m smoking green, counting green, no broccoli
Like, got a lot on me, can’t get this ho up off of me
Like, oh, this guap on me, just like I hit the lottery
Like, all this guap on me, can tell that bit' want slide with me, like