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lul bg - stay geekin كلمات أغنية

[intro: lul bg & bk gizzle]
(i get bands a lot n_gga you know that)
free me man
n_ggas know wassup man
die, everything
free the guys, back out there real soon (boom)
(boom) (boom) (b_tch) (bk) (bk) (bk)
(tryna catch me a opp) (bk) (bk)
(tryna whack me a opp) (bk) (bk) (bk)

[chorus: lul bg]
i stay geeking (boom)
tryna shoot the whole crowd with this fifty (boom_boom)
if you f_ck with them n_ggas keep a heater
b_tch we spin back to back we ain’t sleeping (boom)
got ya b_tch in the hood eating s_m_n (b_tch)
and she gave up the drop now we creeping (boom_boom)
in a big boy shark sh_t screeching (boom)
you ain’t spin for your hood but you dissing (boom)
b_tch i shoot with this glock for a reason

[verse 1: lul bg]
it was just me and wop when we seen you (boom)
lil bruh ran with his chop he a goofy
you was scared for your life and i knew it (b_tch)
should’ve took off your head left it roofless (b_tch)
no cap a real life shooter (boom_boom)
if you catch me outside better do it (b_tch)
i ain’t giving out spares n_ggas stupid
n_ggas know where we at where we moving (b_tch)
b_tch we right on the m with them rulers (boom_boom)
tryna spin on my side boy you foolish
better come out the house f_ck computers (boom)
wanna wolf on the gram we into it
squeeze shaking sh_t down off your movement
and it’s big die mob smoking scooter (scooter)
how ya showing them guns ya’ll not using
chuck know he a rat it’s confusing
to the a tryna shoot me a movie (boom)
mg toting the tec like a uzi
he can’t run bullets tapping dat kufi (boom)
ya’ll don’t slide ya’ll n_ggas be booty
come and spin we could play call of duty (b_tch)
don’t get clapped tryna hop in a ubski (b_tch)
sh_t get hard then we sliding in hoopties (b_tch) (bk) (bk)

[verse 2: bk gizzle]
stop all that rapping, n_ggas be yelling
they go to jail, then start telling (bk)
opps down bad, no i ain’t jellin’ (bk)
we get up close, bullets we mailing (bk)
i play with straps even tho i’m a felon (bk)
free top opp he tap dat melon
n_ggas be broke, i’m never failing (ahhh)
hop out the car, he start bailing
i got a hammer, i’m tryna nail em (bk)
that n_gga ain’t eat, n0body fed him
i got some sh_t hold more than eleven
we be riding in sharks they be riding in lemons (ridin’ in lemons)
post in the hood, just like a engine
they tell me keep rapping, b_tch i’m the ticket
stay with it tucked, run up i’m bl!cking
two n_ggas died, hit up on christmas
i’m in disguise, doing a mission (bk)
been hitting a l!ck, jumping da fences (bk)
n_ggas be tender we f_cking they b_tches
we got glocks, drums, extensions
they cl!cking up we still getting in it
don’t like to bluff, shoot if you grinning
be fake tough, run up i’m sending
rap for a reason, i need a million
[chorus: lul bg]
i stay geeking (boom)
tryna shoot the whole crowd with this fifty (boom_boom)
if you f_ck with them n_ggas keep a heater
b_tch we spin back to back we ain’t sleeping (boom)
got ya b_tch in the hood eating s_m_n (b_tch)
and she gave up the drop now we creeping (boom_boom)
in a big boy shark sh_t screeching (boom)
you ain’t spin for your hood but you dissing (boom)
b_tch i shoot with this glock for a reason

[outro: bk gizzle]
(bk) (bk) (bk) (bk)

- lul bg

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