Geeked Up lyrics

[Pre-Chorus]
(Uh-uh)
(Uh-uh, gang over there)
Ha, haha (Uh-uh)
Ha, haha (Uh-uh)

[Chorus]
I pop the Perc', think I'm geeked up (Yeah)
This b*tch, she tryna get freaked up (Oh)
I went to [?] and spend six hunnid' on some Sneakers
You gettin' taxed for a feature (Bee, bee)
I'm on the court, you n*ggas ballin' on the bleachers
She want to kick it like FIFA
I'm in LA with my muh'f*ckin' feet up
These n*ggas b*tches, they can't even speak up
Cheat on my b*tch 'cause I don't really need her (Yeah)
My pockets fat as the f*ck, they some eaters (Yeah)
I got some Ricks in this b*tch, no Adidas (Yeah)
I pour the whole damn cup in the liter (Okay)

[Verse]
I-I'm smokin' gas and I can't even get off the floor
That n*gga mad 'cause I'm f*ckin' his who—
Give me whatever you got out the store
I cut that ho off, don't love her no more
Might just go run up a bag 'cause I'm bored
My diamonds wet as an ocean or shore
I asked if she wanna f*ck, she said, "Sure"
I just got top at the show, I'm on tour
I'm off a Xan', I feel so retarded
I got no keys, my whip, push to start it
You talkin' down turn you to a target
I'm up at Saks, you shoppin' at Target
Look at my bag, that b*tch is the largest
I'm smokin' gas, it smelt like I farted
He wanna work for free, I'ma charge you (Uh-uh)
Money all over the floor, on the carpet (Uh-uh)
[Pre-Chorus]
Ha, haha (Uh-uh)
Ha, haha (Uh-uh)

[Chorus]
I pop the Perc', think I'm geeked up (Yeah)
This b*tch, she tryna get freaked up (Oh)
I went to [?] and spend six hunnid' on some Sneakers
You gettin' taxed for a feature (Bee, bee)
I'm on the court, you n*ggas ballin' on the bleachers
She want to kick it like FIFA
I'm in LA with my muh'f*ckin' feet up
These n*ggas b*tches, they can't even speak up
Cheat on my b*tch 'cause I don't really need her (Yeah)
My pockets fat as the f*ck, they some eaters (Yeah)
I got some Ricks in this b*tch, no Adidas (Yeah)
I pour the whole damn cup in the liter (Okay)

[Outro]
(I pour the whole damn cup in the liter)