Lyrics 2 Geeked (feat. UKN MAR) - Lil Dripee

If i see a opp
Am ripping his chest
Talking on Dripee
Nigga get dead
O what he gat switches
Gat extended clip
He smoked for talking
On Jb
Three shots nigga turn to a pack
We them niggas
Pushing the murder rate
If you want smoke
Nigga say less

He with the gang
But still get smoked
Nigga Ray was clapped
While he going to the moley
My finger on the trigger
Nigga play am pushing it down
Cant stop the kid
Nigga get hit in the head
With the glock
Tell the dentist
He gat fever
Now you a doctor
Graa Graa
Smoking the Za
Men this shit is everlasting
Paper check is whole lotta back ins
A blue hunded
Be stunt for the fashion
Like the ice in the V
Too turnt on the wrist
Catch a body am up in the bliss
Kicking back leaving till it rips
There go must see
How am coming in
Dropping the track
Ion know time for a diss
Come correct
Till it stack in tuition nigga
33 on my back
Like am pimping nigga
If is up then it stack
We gone get em nigga
Feel like Curry the 30
We gone wet em nigga
I just fuck your bitch
She lifted up in squirt
Graa migos make it work
Trapping am trapping
Stacking all the mitch
Tryna burn in the fields
While you in the dirt
On the high way
Still doing trips
Too geeked am pushing it to the limit
Nigh time no headlight
Back up get run over
The cops outside
We ion heard em
Still shooting
Tryna duck
Four bullet in his back
Oh he crying
Men that so sad is too late

Nigga bang wrong
He dead wrong
Gat two niggas in his gang
Get drop Now he cant
Come outside no more
Cus he running from the dracs
He still on the radar
We get you shot anywhere
We want he a gangster
But he can't shoot
He a reaper but he can't kill

Haaaa like Jk
If that nigga tripped
Naa he dead wrong
Nigga be saying
We ion scared of Dripee
Bitch Ass nigga
Am the nigga
That make run at the mall
Naah am sixteen
Still boping shit
Your bitch on my dick
Gacking it
I wonder if that bitch
Can breathe
Naah naah say fuck
Everybody still drilling
My hands on the wheels
Pushing that shit to the limit
Me and Jamal on the high way
We ion heard the cops
Still speeding
Nigga tryna duck
Four bullet in his back
Nigga tryna duck
Four bullet in his back

If i see a opp
Am ripping his chest
Talking on Dripee
Nigga get dead
O what he gat switches
Gat extended clip
He smoked for talking
On Jb
Three shots nigga turn to a pack
We them niggas
Pushing the murder rate
If you want smoke
Nigga say less