[Intro]
Geek, geek, geek
Frra
Ayy, AR
Luca on the track
I do not, I do not
A Lau on the beat
I do not, geek
2-6, 2-6, 2-6, 2-6, 2-6 (Geek, geek, geek)
2-6, 2-6, 2-6, 2-6, 2-6 (Geek, geek, geek)
2-6, 2-6, 2-6, 2-6, 2-6 (Geek, geek, geek)
Geek, geek, geek

[Chorus]
She tryna, geek (Geek, geek, geek)
She feelin' my songs and all of her friends keep telling her I got the streets (Ayy, AR)
She wanna, meet and greet
Keep tellin' me she is a freak (Treesha)
I ain't gonna cuff you, girl I'ma gon' fuck you, baby, you back to the streets (Back to the streets)
I can't be loving no treesh, uh (At all)
Fuck all the cops, ain't worried 'bout opps, them n***as know I am a beast (AR)
That's what I'ma say for the least (Shhh)
These n***as know I got the streets (No cap)
I fly to the west, I need me a gleesh, cause that's how I rock on the east (Gleesha)
I know what I did in the streets (Facts)
You know I got all kind of beef (N***a everything K)
[Verse]
I got the streets yellin' "Treesha" (Treesha)
Since I got lit, hoes sayin' I got meaner
Thеse ain't no regular sneakеrs
N***as gon' hate from the bleachers
They like how I'm lappin' n***as, all this Boomer in the air be gassin' n***as
Boy you better watch her (Treesha)
I heard she be catching n***as
I'm into fashion n***a, man I just came home and I'm passin' n***as
Fuck all that rappin' n***a, bro catch you outside, he blastin' n***as
I don't do cappin' n***a, n***as know I'm pushin' an Aston n***a
I don't give passes n***a, all the opps know I be blacking n***a
I caught her sleepin' on Clubhouse, I hit her once, she a dub now
I used to quake this bitch, I got in my Birkin, she is a bum now
Opps n***a diss, get hit, then snitch, these n***as take all the fun out
I can make BDot hawk your bitch, you know he ready to run down
Keep 2 K's like Barclay's, got a rocket in Brooklyn like Harden
I push a button, no RK, my youngins' will pull up and park him
Go live where I'm at, that mean I got my gun
Twin got booked for some shit he ain't done
I might stop drillin' when I have a son
Lose one of the guys, that promise is done

[Chorus]
She tryna, geek (Geek, geek, geek)
She feelin' my songs and all of her friends keep telling her I got the streets (Ayy, AR)
She wanna, meet and greet
Keep tellin' me she is a freak (Treesha)
I ain't gonna cuff you, girl I'ma gon' fuck you, baby, you back to the streets (Back to the streets)
I can't be loving no treesh, uh (At all)
Fuck all the cops, ain't worried 'bout opps, them n***as know I am a beast (AR)
That's what I'ma say for the least (Shhh)
These n***as know I got the streets (No cap)
I fly to the west, I need me a gleesh, cause that's how I rock on the east (Gleesha)
I know what I did in the streets (Facts)
You know I got all kind of beef (N***a everything K)