Текст песни Venny Son - Geontay

I don't post much on the net, got different women in my mentions
I don't say too much, so when they hear me talk, they really listen
Went to the store with this lil foreign, came back out, the top missing
Seen my ex bitch with a lame, I can tell he soft with it
Every time they count me out, I came back harder never quitted
Venny son the wrong one, you play, we flippin' the whole city
I be coolin' by myself, don't need no silly niggas with me
Bro ain't use a stove in years, he fuck round burn down the whole kitchen

I'm bout my pape, I don't feed into beef, that ain't who I be
Niggas get put on them T's Like every week, about a freak
You can't find this in the stores, shit i'm wearing it ain't cheap
Just fucked my high school crush, kinda had me geeked, but it was weak
Just hit another one, I dun got too geeked, I fell asleep
She got mad, cause I wouldn't buy her pink and I pulled up in mink
This lil freak hate bein' sober, a suck me good for a lil weed
Bring your mouth but not your feelings, I don't wanna talk, get it on your knees
Fourteen hundred for the glasses and the lenses, these expensive
Every time I come around, these hoes pick me over they nigga
Every time I need it done, I get it done, I'm clutch like Lillard
I'm in Denver with my piston, bitch, I feel like Chauncy Billups
Sent my old hoe off the school, know she fuckin' Lil' Thot, bitch
I got in my feelings, fucked up, I had to get out quick
Reup from the plug, what you want, Bet we got it
Bet Drew brees ain't throw more bullets than my nigga, highly doubt it
I just touched a whole ten, I ain't even mean to do it
I don't need too much talkin', love, let that heater do it
I went to the city, catching plays, with my nigga skeet
We got on his ass, we got on feet, hopped out Cherokee
Niggas on my line talkin' bout a feature when that shit ain't free
I got on the line, I'm talkin' cray, like, can you have my baby
Know I'm bout my green, I'm tryna make every play like Jayson Tatum
Cut the lil hoe off, she kinda pretty, but the hoe was basic

I don't post much on the net, got different women in my mentions
I don't say too much, so when they hear me talk, they really listen
Went to the store with this lil foreign, came back out, the top missing
Seen my ex bitch with a lame, I can tell he soft with it
Every time they count me out, I came back harder never quitted
Venny son the wrong one, you play, we flippin' the whole city
I be coolin' by myself, don't need no silly niggas with me
Bro ain't use a stove in years, he fuck round burn down the whole kitchen nigga
For real, for real
Yea
for real, for real
You know, GeeTay he out the way, "he out the way for real"
I'm done, you heard it, it's a for real, these niggas don't need to listen
They know me, but they don't know me
They don't know me, they don't
Know what the fuck goin' on, nigga
Venny Son, the wrong one, you play with flipping the whole city nigga
I'm out the way, but he the wrong one
I'm my daddy son, though
Know what the fuck goin' on, nigga
Venny Son, Venny Son