GEEKALEEK Sped Up Version E

Ay, Rob Moon. Yeah, ay, ay. You ain't never had the feds investigate you. You ain't never had the bad hoes wanna date You. You a bad bitch, daddy gotta spank you. My nigga fresh out the pen, he might shank You. Extendo, I don't rock with no stock clips. If you chillin' with the opps, you gettin' shot With. Bad hoes love a nigga out in Stockton. They let my shorty in the party with a Glock 10 poppin'. Yeah bitch, I'm so poppin'. I got pounds, I got keys, is you shoppin'? I said lean, not no green, ain't no Watson. I'ma fuck your life up 'cause I'm toxic. Wanna fuck her, hit her, duck her. Catch up, lil' nigga with mustard. What up bitch, Jeezy fuckin' up the summer. Sad hoes lookin' like, "What a bummer." She wanna suck my dick 'cause I'm funny. Niggas lame, all he wanna do is love her. Bust her, we be fuckin' under covers. But we ain't never fuck with a undercover. Feds watchin', lil' nigga, yeah, the feds listenin'. I just popped Perc 20, now my head spinnin'. You ain't never touched no money, you ain't Breadwinner. I don't even wanna fuck, I'm just head Gettin', ayy. What up, my nigga Jeezy? Okay, it's Money on The line. I'm slidin' that spider web, thuggin' with My slime. Too Short's baby, one convo at a Time. I'm the G Lock baby, but he run It with the nine. Don't touch me, squeezin', people Pleasin'. You got issues, I got reasons. Hundred up front, you can take it, leave it. You say I'm lucky, then bitch, Van Cleef it. He make money off the glitch in the trade Lines. He wanna bang on me and throw gang Signs, gangster. Rich bitch behavin'. You wanna fuck on me, come be a savior. Don't ask me 'bout my chain, I wouldn't do That. My lil' daddy, he'll shoot you out your Durag. How he sorry when he wouldn't buy a New bag? Got a richer nigga, I could make My boo mad.