Geeked Up Kay Flock (Ft. Gucci Mane)

[Intro: Kay Flock]
(OP, you made a hit, bruh)
Uh, I pour me a six, now I'm geeked up, like
My shooters pull up in them Jeep trucks
We shoot at your gang, I'm switchin' through lanes
Trackhawk, they cannot keep up
We shoot at your gang, I'm switchin' through lanes
Trackhawk, they cannot keep up

[Chorus: Kay Flock]
Uh, I pour me a six, now I'm geeked up, like
My shooters pull up in them Jeep trucks
We shoot at your gang, I'm switchin' through lanes
Trackhawk, they cannot keep up
We shoot at your gang, I'm switchin' through lanes
Trackhawk, they cannot keep up
Uh, I pour me a six, now I'm geeked up, like
My shooters pull up in them Jeep trucks
We shoot at your gang, I'm switchin' through lanes
Trackhawk, they cannot keep up
We shoot at your gang, I'm switchin' through lanes
Trackhawk, they cannot keep up

[Verse 1: Kay Flock]
XD with a stick, attached to the beam so I know I won't miss
Let him run, he get left like hе Rick
Bullets burn him, watch him twitch
Fuck a cab, he got left in a Lyft
How y'all all linkin' up for a hit?
And thе dubs to the Ts to my dick
I'm tryna spin through and hang out the whip
I'm tryna hit a goofy in his shit
One got hit in his back and he tripped
And the other one almost went out like a bitch
I was prayin' to God, "Make him slip"
I'm like, "I'm tryna slide in the stoley"
Let him run, I'ma get wit' his brodie
Don't need to show, I could do this shit doley
Fuck if I'm rich, I'ma still take his Rollie
R.I.P. Naz', yeah, I'll blaze for the crodie
He get got, he could keep what he owe me
He get shot, give a fuck what he told me
Shoot like I'm Curry, I know they can't hold me