Drmr - Geez

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
You know when I get on a beat that it's caskets
Time to sprinkle the ashes
Hit the blunt- then I ash it
Go to work as I'm weaving through traffic
You niggas trash bins
Has beens
I never had shit
Imagine
Getting outclassed by the outcast
Hear the folks get hype when I walk past
You mad- well die mad bitch
Hit a split on this iron clad dick
Then bounce
More than 2 times- make it count
I know that it hurts your knees when you ride on these
Better hold that sneeze- for the C nineteen
Calling Monsters Inc for the three nineteen
Oh
But she gon can call me when she need it
Now I'm in this bitch like a fetus
Woah
Geez
Who really fucking with me
Oh
Woah geez
Who really fucking with me
The wind- how I blow through the trees
I'm hotter than iguana fleas
My girl put your chick on her knees
So imma talk shit how I please
Woah
Geez
Who really fucking with me
Oh no woah geez
Who really fucking with me
Wrap it up like Christmas eve
Entanglement up in the sheets
Your whole career is what I seize
I'm all that I wanted to be
Don't call me with fake shit- hella makeshift, you just clogging my line
You wanna take credit for all of my hard work at the drop of a dime
Well this is the 2nd half- in the fourth quarter- on the goal line
Imma get mine
See the universe said its on my side
I just need time
Tell me what you want and it better not be a front
I got folks that's ready to dump
Better hope they don't pop the trunk
They like to branch out
Got ya hands out
For what
I mean
You really known for the capping
I said be quiet I'm rapping
But now that I'm snapping- I'm outta pocket
This is rocket powered- got no chance to stop it
I might woggy woggy on ya fucking carpet
Leave ya speakers bleeding like I fuckin shot em
Took my shot- and ain't no way to block it
Now I'm chilling with Wilson on private island
Sippin mai tai's
While it's high tide
And it's high time
You went bye bye
Cuz
Woah
Geez
Who really fucking with me
Oh shit woah geez
Who really fucking with me
The wind- how I blow through the trees
I'm hotter than iguana fleas
My girl put your chick on her knees- yea
So imma talk shit how I please
Geez

Written by:
Kristopher Simpson

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