K-Oz - BACKSEAT Lyrics

Know how to geek (Know how to geek)
Know how to geek (I know how to geek)
Know how to geek (I know how to what?)
Know how to geek (I know how to geek)
(Ha, ha)
I know how to geek, yeah
I can hop on every single beat
She just be tweakin' off ecstacy
I- I- I get designer on me
Now I'm in the backsear
The back of the bentley look like it's a coupe
I spent it, I made it, ain't nothing for you
She trying to come back again, I keep be cool
My brother might kill you, off with ya too
You niggas ain't on nun'
I- I- I had to clutch my, clutch my gun
The bitch took a pill in Ibiza
Mamacita
No lil ho, I don't need you
And she walk around with an attitude
.223, Smith and Wesson, make you hulahoop
Feed you these hollow tips, like you gon' eat some food
I just been losing it, somebody pass the noose
Watch how I do it (Pass that shit)
Watch how I do, see how I do
Watch how I move
I had to up the score (Woo)
Now I'm just chillin' on the roof
I- I- I get these bands so quick
I ssee it, I want it, I have it
Somebody peep my tint
We pop out the window, we shoot with the kit
I'm using my voice like I never done did
It's K-O-Z, baby, you not finna hit
Yeah, you is a fan, and I ain't a trick, Uh-uh
Baby, you're not even with it
We shoppin' at Saks Fifth, baby
I don't even like Burberry
Come watch this shit, I'ma just go in and wet it (Woo)
I'ma just go in and wet it
I'ma just- I'ma just go in and wet it
Call my boy, I had to call my boy
Yeah, I got a lot more toys
Call my boy, I had to call my boy
Yeah, I got a lot more toys
Call my boy, I had to call my boy
Yeah, I got a lot more toys
Call my boy, I had to call my boy
Yeah, I got a lot more toys
Know how to geek (Know how to geek)
Know how to geek (I know how to geek)
Know how to geek (I know how to what?)
Know how to geek (I know how to geek)
(Ha, ha)
I know how to geek, yeah
I can hop on every single beat
She just be tweakin' off ecstacy
I- I- I get designer on me
Now I'm in the backsear
The back of the bentley look like it's a coupe
I spent it, I made it, ain't nothing for you
She trying to come back again, I keep be cool
My brother might kill you, off with ya too
I know how to geek, yeah
I can hop on every single beat
She just be tweakin' off ecstacy
I- I- I get designer on me
Now I'm in the backsear
The back of the bentley look like it's a coupe
I spent it, I made it, ain't nothing for you
She trying to come back again, I keep be cool
My brother might kill you, off with ya too