[Intro: Big Yavo]
(Hey get in here, Teejmadeit)
I'm geeked
Put me on record, I'm geeked
(Mom, Teej is on the computer again)
[Chorus: Big Yavo]
Boy, say, that 'za turn me to a whole other person (Damn)
Stop calling my phone, shit urk me (Shit urk me)
Tell a freaky bitch suck on the dick like a Slurpee (Ugh)
Bitch, I'm not buying you shit, you not worth it (Uh-uh)
Tell a bitch you not worth, not nada (Nothin')
Niggas be hating, so I bought Prada shoes (Prada)
Ayy, she give me brain like a scholar do (Do it), and if you ain't gon' roll, can't rock wit' you (Nuh-uh)
[Verse 1: Big Yavo]
Ayy, don't think I'ma lick (No, sir)
That's my money and I need it now J.G Wentworth (Woah)
After that we gon' fuck, baby, I need that neck first (Come here)
If you foul, I'll step back and show you how this TEC work (Brrt)
Got this switch from a Mexican, we ridin' 'round with hecklers (Yeah)
Cook me some A, pour up syrup for my breakfast
Ayy, knife on the choppa, I name that ho Edward (Chill, mane)
Run up on the right one, shit gon' go leftward (It's left)
Say, I do this shit with no effort (No)
We electric, sliding in a Tesla (Skrrt-skrrt, boom)
You think that's yo' bitch, my niggas a test her (Ayy, come here)
Better put that shit on, no need no a dresser (No)
Got this off the shelf, not a dresser (Not a dresser)
Got the stock on the side like a pretzel (Fumbled it)
And I'm havin' this cheese like I'm cool with Chester (I'm cool)
I'm posted up on the block slamming P's like Drexler (Gang)
Say, yo' bitch know I'm dope like a kilo (A kilo)
Ridin' 'round with green like I'm riding 'round wit C Low's (Dang, dang)
Lot of niggas be cap, but not me though (It's not me)
I'ma score, put me in the game, I'm a cheat code (Cheat code)
My bitch a boss, I can't fuck with no cheap ho (I say, "Let's go")
I'm in my bag like I'm eating some Doritos (Let's go)
Trench baby, came from ramen and hot sauce (Ramen)
My nigga, he slimy, he'll cross you like hot sauce (He'll cross you)
Ain't got pay 'em, get off and he clocked out (Clocked out)
Say, watch how you driving 'cause I heard the narcs out (Narcs out)
Camp anywhere, I might start up a boy scout's
So many Hellcats, driveway like a horse house (Horse house)
Damn, I'm tired of goin' in the courthouse (Courthouse)
I'm havin' plays, to make, I got more routes
Don't bump me in the club, lil' bitch, just go round
He ran up on the gang, now tell 'em to go found
Pull up in a Phantom, do that make me a ghostwriter? (Yeah)
I had paper in school, it could fill up 'bout four binders
I'm just high off the drugs, tell lil' baby, "Don't mind me"
Got this fire on my self, really don't need a cosigning (Gang)
(Hey get in here, Teejmadeit)
I'm geeked
Put me on record, I'm geeked
(Mom, Teej is on the computer again)
[Chorus: Big Yavo]
Boy, say, that 'za turn me to a whole other person (Damn)
Stop calling my phone, shit urk me (Shit urk me)
Tell a freaky bitch suck on the dick like a Slurpee (Ugh)
Bitch, I'm not buying you shit, you not worth it (Uh-uh)
Tell a bitch you not worth, not nada (Nothin')
Niggas be hating, so I bought Prada shoes (Prada)
Ayy, she give me brain like a scholar do (Do it), and if you ain't gon' roll, can't rock wit' you (Nuh-uh)
[Verse 1: Big Yavo]
Ayy, don't think I'ma lick (No, sir)
That's my money and I need it now J.G Wentworth (Woah)
After that we gon' fuck, baby, I need that neck first (Come here)
If you foul, I'll step back and show you how this TEC work (Brrt)
Got this switch from a Mexican, we ridin' 'round with hecklers (Yeah)
Cook me some A, pour up syrup for my breakfast
Ayy, knife on the choppa, I name that ho Edward (Chill, mane)
Run up on the right one, shit gon' go leftward (It's left)
Say, I do this shit with no effort (No)
We electric, sliding in a Tesla (Skrrt-skrrt, boom)
You think that's yo' bitch, my niggas a test her (Ayy, come here)
Better put that shit on, no need no a dresser (No)
Got this off the shelf, not a dresser (Not a dresser)
Got the stock on the side like a pretzel (Fumbled it)
And I'm havin' this cheese like I'm cool with Chester (I'm cool)
I'm posted up on the block slamming P's like Drexler (Gang)
Say, yo' bitch know I'm dope like a kilo (A kilo)
Ridin' 'round with green like I'm riding 'round wit C Low's (Dang, dang)
Lot of niggas be cap, but not me though (It's not me)
I'ma score, put me in the game, I'm a cheat code (Cheat code)
My bitch a boss, I can't fuck with no cheap ho (I say, "Let's go")
I'm in my bag like I'm eating some Doritos (Let's go)
Trench baby, came from ramen and hot sauce (Ramen)
My nigga, he slimy, he'll cross you like hot sauce (He'll cross you)
Ain't got pay 'em, get off and he clocked out (Clocked out)
Say, watch how you driving 'cause I heard the narcs out (Narcs out)
Camp anywhere, I might start up a boy scout's
So many Hellcats, driveway like a horse house (Horse house)
Damn, I'm tired of goin' in the courthouse (Courthouse)
I'm havin' plays, to make, I got more routes
Don't bump me in the club, lil' bitch, just go round
He ran up on the gang, now tell 'em to go found
Pull up in a Phantom, do that make me a ghostwriter? (Yeah)
I had paper in school, it could fill up 'bout four binders
I'm just high off the drugs, tell lil' baby, "Don't mind me"
Got this fire on my self, really don't need a cosigning (Gang)
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