I’m Geekin (Remix) lyrics

by

NLE Choppa


[Chorus: DDG]
I'm on a whole 'nother level, I'm geekin'
You think you f*ckin' with me? Boy, you tweakin'
Ready for war, I just need me a reason
I'm gettin' buckets in regular season
Honestly wonderin' when I'ma lose it
Come get your wifey, she with it, she choosin'
Maybach be drivin' itself, I be cruisin', huh

[Verse 1: DDG]
I beat the pus*y up, she's so addicted
She holdin' hands with him but it's just business
Think he can take her from me, who you kiddin'?
I'm not a hero, n*gga, I'm a villain
If you think I'm pullin' out then b*tch, you buggin'
Woo Wop just told me that he want a cousin
Multiple million dollars in the budget
f*ck it, I'm punchin' di*k up in hеr stomach
f*ck it, I'm punchin' di*k up in her, mm
She finna turn around and make it clap (Hm, hm)
Watch how I kill that pus*y from thе back
I'm on another level, b*tch, I'm geekin'
The perky be in my system, b*tch, I'm tweakin'
The pus*y be way better when it's stinkin'
Don't wash the juices off, that's the season (Oh, okay)
[Chorus: DDG & NLE Choppa]
I'm on a whole 'nother level, I'm geekin'
You think you f*ckin' with me? Boy, you tweakin'
Ready for war, I just need me a reason
I'm gettin' buckets in regular season
Honestly wonderin' when I'ma lose it
Come get your wifey, she with it, she choosin'
Maybach be drivin' itself (Ayy), I be cruisin'

[Verse 2: NLE Choppa]
I'm on a whole 'nother wave
Keep me a whip like a slave
Twistin' your b*tch like a braid
Step on her guts, I'm a blade
Nut in her mouth, she gon' clean the plate like she a maid (Maid)
Really havin' it my way, if it's another way then I'm blind like that young n*gga Ray (Ray Charles) Charles
Only thing she eat with me is my balls (My balls)
Bon appétit, she petite with some pretty ass teeth
Put my di*k in her (Ah), put my di*k in her (Oh)
Put my di*k in her mouth 'til the b*tch can't breathe (b*tch can't breathe, ho)
pus*y hot and ready wet, like I'm stirrin' spaghetti
She squirt in my eye, got me lookin' like Fetty (Wap)
I pull out the WAP, left kids on her belly (WAP, WAP)
Tip drillin' her pus*y like Nelly
p*ssed on a b*tch like R. Kelly, hey, hey, hey
[Chorus: DDG & BIA]
I'm on a whole 'nother level, I'm geekin'
You think you f*ckin' with me? Boy, you tweakin'
Ready for war, I just need me a reason
I'm gettin' buckets in regular season
Honestly wonderin' when I'ma lose it
Come get your wifey, she with it, she choosin' (Ayy)
Maybach be drivin' itself (Uh), I be cruisin' (BIA)

[Verse 3: BIA]
I like his tongue in my (What, what, what, what, what)
He tryna hold onto me like a grudge
We popped a G6, he feenin' to f*ck
Baby, don't judge me, I'm bein' a sl*t (sl*t, yes)
I love that di*k when it's deep in my guts
He wanna beat it red, put that on Bloods, uh
How do he like you but don't buy you jewelry?
I call him Papi, I'm f*ckin' him fluently
Feel like a virgin but this sh*t ain't new to me
We goin' rounds like he f*ckin' on two of me, uh (What, what)
He want a threesome, he said, "We need unity"
He go to jail, then that di*k gets immunity (Ayy)
I swear you f*ck me like you never lie
I suck that di*k 'til I throw up and cry (Uh)
You know it's cap when I play like I'm shy (Uh)
I want you fallin' asleep in my thighs
I'm actin' bad when that pressure's applied
He gettin' mad when he see me outside
I ain't gon' lie
I make a n*gga come swallow this pus*y then swallow his pride (Uh)
[Chorus: DDG]
I'm on a whole 'nother level, I'm geekin'
You think you f*ckin' with me? Boy, you tweakin'
Ready for war, I just need me a reason
I'm gettin' buckets in regular season
Honestly wonderin' when I'ma lose it
Come get your wifey, she with it, she choosin'
Maybach be drivin' itself, I be cruisin'
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