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geeked up freestyle Video (MV)




Performed By: yung5xx
Language: English
Length: 1:02
Written by: jacoby gordon




yung5xx - geeked up freestyle Lyrics




Huh, heh, heh, heh, heh
I'm five
Heard yo brother go wack, you ain't get back?
He got money on his head, we gon' get him wet
Brand new drac, got a motherf*ckin' kickback
Got a slime, he'll shoot, he don't chit-chat
Brand new Glock, it'll leave a nigga mismatched
From the back, break spine like a kit-kat

My diamonds like pussy, they wet
I was in a C8, motherf*ckin' vette
She wann-she wanna f*ck, but I came for neck
I'm on a-I'm on a perc, geeked up on a jet
In the club with my motherf*ckin' heat tuck
Niggas mad cause they can't even catch up
Bitch, I got her thinking I don't love her
F*ck a bitch, kick her out, I ain't cuff her
Like, what is the issue?
I been shitting on niggas, need tissue
Niggas don't know bout the shit I then been through
Don't you run, nigga, we might get you
Out my top, nigga, out my mental
F*ck a Glock, hit him with a missile
Brand new Glock, I'm scratchin' off a serial
How you slime you dawg, and he was kin to you?
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Huh, heh, heh, heh, heh
I'm five
Heard yo brother go wack, you ain't get back?
He got money on his head, we gon' get him wet
Brand new drac, got a motherf*ckin' kickback
Got a slime, he'll shoot, he don't chit-chat
Brand new Glock, it'll leave a nigga mismatched
From the back, break spine like a kit-kat

My diamonds like pussy, they wet
I was in a C8, motherf*ckin' vette
She wann-she wanna f*ck, but I came for neck
I'm on a-I'm on a perc, geeked up on a jet
In the club with my motherf*ckin' heat tuck
Niggas mad cause they can't even catch up
Bitch, I got her thinking I don't love her
F*ck a bitch, kick her out, I ain't cuff her
Like, what is the issue?
I been shitting on niggas, need tissue
Niggas don't know bout the shit I then been through
Don't you run, nigga, we might get you
Out my top, nigga, out my mental
F*ck a Glock, hit him with a missile
Brand new Glock, I'm scratchin' off a serial
How you slime you dawg, and he was kin to you?
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Writer: jacoby gordon
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