Lyrics I’m Geekin – DDG
I’m on a whole ‘nother level, I’m geekin’
You think you f**kin’ with me Boy, you tweakin’
Ready for war, I just need me a reason
I’m gettin’ buckets in regular season
Honestly wonderin’ when I’ma lose it
Come get your wifey, she with it, she choosin’
Maybach be drivin’ itself, I be cruisin’
I got the game in my muhf**kin’ pocket
All of this rappin’ and s**t just a option
I’m finna cook in the stu’, Betty Crock’ it
I’m finna take off and rap like a rocket
Hop on a yacht in Miami, and surf it
Wit’ hella b**ches, they drinkin’ and twerkin’
Don’t post no stories, my shorty be lurkin’
Can’t stop the grind for no b**ch, it ain’t worth it
Go to Milan for the weekend, the fashion
Addicted to dressin’, I drip with a passion
Yo’ n**ga know I’m that n**ga, just ask him
Look at the diamonds, they hittin’, they dancin’
I’m from the trenches, I learned how to hustle
I get the cabbage, the lettuce, the brussel
I make a million, then triple, then double
Upgrade the Glock wit’ a laser and muzzle
I’m on a whole ‘nother level, I’m geekin’
You think you f**kin’ with me Boy, you tweakin’
Ready for war, I just need me a reason
I’m gettin’ buckets in regular season
Honestly wonderin’ when I’ma lose it
Come get your wifey, she with it, she choosin’
Maybach be drivin’ itself, I be cruisin’
All of the women that’s quotin’ my tweets
I know that they want a piece of my meat
I’m a muhf**kin’ boss, b**ch, you know I’m elite
I can not take a loss, ’cause I’m playin’ for keeps
When I step out the house, watch the money increase
I be robbin’ the net, n**ga, call the police
Feelin’ immortal, I feel like Lil Reese
You get turned paranormal, if I see you reach, Ghost
DDG childish, that n**ga be tweetin’ too much, on my mama, he doin’ the most
I really hate him, but lowkey I really f**k with him, I check for whatever he post
That n**ga doin’ too much, I want Halle to drop him, let’s make a petition and vote
How ’bout y’all n**gas quit b**chin’ and go get some motion and take my d!ck outta yo’ throat…
