Lyrics Geeker! - Omzijr

Ecstasies they calling, told her do not pick that up
Make a sound, drop a sound, bitch you know we fuck shit up
Bitch yeah we gon pop out every time and i'm gon make the cut
My new bitch she blasian and she on my dick she tryna fuck

She a geeker, and I stay tweakin' bout that bitch for real
Suicide run in my mind, and it's like damn you down to kill
It's like damn you down to kill your self to be yourself for real
My niggas think homicide ain't nothin' left but a hollow shell for real

Hollows through his chest
Turn that boy into a hollow killed
I spent some time just for myself so I can know myself for real
Twin done told me, please don't tweak about that bitch don't let it spill
I feel like money, only thing that really know just how I feel
We gon double back and spin back and double back again
And if she try to fuck with the gang then you know bitch i'm on her friend
This shit really hot, that bitch want me pay up for her tan
And my ego getting boosted by these mu'fuckin tens
I can't stop, huh
Bitch I got too hot, bitch
Only thing that's cold is all this ice i'm 'bout to cop lil bitch
Keep them fake niggas away, all them niggas had to get dropped
And if you feel some type of way then bitch you can suck my cock

She a geeker, and I stay tweakin' bout that bitch for real
Suicide run in my mind, and it's like damn you down to kill
It's like damn you down to kill your self to be yourself for real
My niggas think homicide, ain't nun left but a hollow shell for real

Hollow shell for real
Bitch hollow shell for real
My niggas think homicide, ain't nothin' left but a hollow shell for real
Hollow shell for real
Bitch hollow shell for real
My niggas think homicide, ain't nothin' left but a hollow shell for real