Geek ​​wifisfuneral

[Intro]
Yeah yeah
Lean with me, told 'em rock with me
I got Wock' with me, I got- I got- I got- I got-
Molly, rock with me so just, pop with me
Told 'em lean with me- okay, yeah, ayy

[Verse]
Yeah, from the Jump, from the rip, I geek
Bite down, get me grinding my teeth
Post at the bottom, right up, underneath
Keepin' Glock 22's, when we moving discrete
See I done had enemies, I done had frenemies, don't know what's next for me
My opps be pussy, and fresh off of vasectomys
Laugh at they grave, give a fuck what they mentioning
See I come from pit, them slums, from the dirt and its right up in my gums
All for love, and we totin' them guns, matter fact I'm too [?] done
Sittin' sideways, with my fuckin' eyes blazed
Thinkin' 'bout my life and this shit ain't none
With this 556 leave right where it hit, got two, three bricks stashed up in the whip
Got the MAC and the Act', like a nigga Big Pun
Ima slit my wrist with this pill I grip
Puttin' bullets in the head, checkmate, who won?
Too high to divide in one, niggas ain't outside, they bluffin'
I count blueberry's crisp no muffin, aim at the top, I ain't did this for nothin'
Bullets injecting with grips like consumption
We beat them demons I sought without hunting