Hm
Huh, geek, yuh
Hm
4EVER
4N
geek

4N, yuh, fuck
You ain’t never swag like me (damn)
Backwood, backwood to the face
Fuck, yurr, yuh
Pop me an X, I’m geeked (geeked up)
Got so bored my mansion, bought another place
Huh, we gon win
Back to the range
We gon make it rain
I got cash
We gon, huh, drizzle, huh, yeah

How you begging, “drop that shit” then you gon tell me “pick it up”
Glocks, FN’s, huh
Shooters, they advance
How you claim you got a gun, you shootin’ til we stick it up, fuck
All your boys my fans, huh, you better get new friends, huh
Better get new friends (friend)
Better get new friends (geek)
Better get new friends (huh, yeah)
Better get new friends
Pop an X and I relax (fuck)
X and I relax (damn)
X and I relax (hold up, huh)
X and I relax
Better see your face
I never mind myself a decision
This the way it been got written
Pass the Glock and we gon blast (fuck)
Bitch I’m kidding (bitch you laugh)
Bitch I joke, huh

I got diamonds ‘round my neck, they make me choke, huh
Bitch, X, X Molly in her throat
Throat, fuck, damn
Feelin’ chilly, might Moncler the coat
I got rich, I think it’s silly that lil 4N ever broke
Penicillin, Amoxicillin, pop the ceiling in the Rolls
Lift it up
This my soul
Lift it up
Never sold
Lift it up
Shoot the 40 (out the paint)
Then reload (hold up, hah)
Moving slow (damn)
Movie mode (damn)
Fuck, 4N go
4N go, uh
4N go
Huh, uh, uh
4N go
4N go, go
4N go
4N go, go

4N, yuh, fuck
You ain’t never swag like me (damn)
Backwood, backwood to the face
Fuck, yurr, yuh
Pop me an X, I’m geeked (geeked up)
Got so bored my mansion, bought another place
Huh, we gon win
Back to the range
We gon make it rain
I got cash
We gon, huh, drizzle, huh, yeah

4EVER

candyland :)

candyland :) (prod. Pet Ran)

NOREASON

1500 [prod.perc40]

Recorded by 6eeked (@ayegeeked__)
Produced by Kindenthe3rd


Why she keep on calling up my phone 

It was 2am , yeah

I was all up in my zone 

Give a fuck bout yo man , yeah

Tell that nigga just go home 

He don’t got no bandz , yeah

Stack my cheese , my provolone 

Ain’t lookin for no hand , yeah

Ain’t lookin for no handout 

In a sprinter van , yeah

We up in Japan , yeah

Don’t need yo opinion 

I just got some pants , yeah

Mix that shit with Rick , yeah 

Off white on my bitch , yeah

I’m too fuckin’ rich , yeah

Lookin at my wrist , yeah

Wanna take a flick , yeah

Bad hoe in the mix , yeah 

She wanna grip my d*ck , yeah 

I’m too fuckin’ lit , yeah

Lil geeked finna trip , yeah

I’m up on a trip, yeah 

It’s just me & my b*tch , yeah

Blunt stuffed 

I been too fucked up 

Wassup 

Like lil shawty, wassup lil hoe 

Trust ya 

I could never trust ya , nooo

not your fault

Scottie