Geek u cant out do me true indeed
Hot whips somethin cold on my feet
Gets harder than rihanna when
More mistakes could be made ‘n
Tried perfecting my letters n
Suck my lolly pop then
Pretending to be awake 'n
Killing our dreams, stealing our vision
Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad
Suit 'n tie, saggy's 'n rag, say goodbye, in the body bag.
N she cud be a bitch n suck a dick
That's life shit alright, shit, i could call you right quick
Hot shots to your sternum n melon have u hurtin n yellin
Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin
Atl was tipping them
"a geek, what do you reckon"
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