Geeked Up (feat. NAV) Song Lyrics

Camera turn on when I back out (skrrt)
Pull up, I'm pullin' my racks out (racks)
Still getting lit 'til I black out (lit)
UFC, fuck 'til she tap out (tap out)
You ain't talkin' money? There's nothin' to chat 'bout
My brother told me, get a spot, he can trap out (trap)
Take one of mine, and we take your whole team out (brrr)
Shot him in his belly, we let him bleed out (brrr)

Diamonds shinin', I don't know if you noticed (bling)
Tickin' bomb, all my pockets explodin'
Hurtin' my opps, we ain't gotta reload
I can fuck his mama, go ahead and expose him (haha, yeah)
I'm feelin' sick and my head's startin' to spin
'Cause I got a good mix in my tummy (mix)
Stackin' my riches, won't fight over bitches
But I'll kill you over some money (woo)

I told that girl that she can't have my digits
'Cause I'm too busy doin' numbers (catch)
Keep me at ease when I talk to my sleese
'Cause I stay with the Bs like a bumble (ayy)
Lately, been drivin' in spaceships
I feel like that I wasn't born on this planet (skrrt)
Workin', I'm doin' the grave shift and everyone sleepin'
I'm takin' advantage (let's go)

Swear to God, I be in Ricky the most
Copy my drip, yeah, they watchin' my post (mm)
You should be proud of me, turnt up my salary
Burnin' out galary, doin' the most (woo)
Put my mind to it and get it (get it)
Went from broke to unlimited credit
Got like seven million dollars on debit