Geek’d Asian Doll (Ft. Yung Mal)

[Intro: Asian Da Brat]
Ayy, let me hear that ho, Jeff
Tell me
Bitch, I'm geeked
Rollin'
Bitch, I'm geeked
On my feet (On my feet)
Bitch, I'm geeked
Bitch, I'm geeked (Geeked, geeked)
Bitch, I'm geeked

[Verse 1: Asian Da Brat]
Walk in, I'm geeked, the Gucci my sneaks
That bitch she a fan, on her knees, she gon' eat
Beat up your ho like I beat up the beat
Claim you a shooter, I'm waiting to see
Think I'ma cop me a crib overseas
You thought I was pussy, unleashing the beast
Don't type how I feel, just try me and see, ayy
Tape on the mind, we tittin' for tat
Them bricks in the trunk, take the work to her bag
Bitches be lurking, I shit on they ass
I hopped out my Birkin, then hopped in the Jag
Stacking and spending, the money gon' last
Hating I'm winning, I take it and laugh
Young with a whole lot of cash
Birds sail, shipping through mail
These niggas be soft and they talking to 12
Who would've thought? Free my niggas in jail
Pop out Givenchy, big racks on the shelf
Talking no money? I'm sorry, I'm deaf
The chopper go crazy, it's stiff like an L
Finessing and flexing, I want all the wealth
Go hard and I'm wishing 'em well
Ooh, I got the juice
Pop me a Xanny then call the masseuse
Diamonds they dripping, I'm catching the flu
My bitches do bitches, then bring me the loot