If I ever dreamt about it, then I prayed about it (Prayed about it)
You see that stack of money, n#gg#, I don’t play about it (I don’t play)
You see that lil’ duffle bag, brought a K up out it (K)
Make a n#gg# turn b#tch, I brought the gay up out him (n#gg#s gay)
Kill a n#gg# for Josh, what you say about him? (Huh?)
I came up in the streets, I found a way up out ’em (Yeah)
Kill a n#gg# for Josh, what you say about him? (What you say?)
I came up in the streets, I found a way up out ’em (Yeah)
Walked in a hundred deep with a hundred guns (Baow)
And I ain’t gon’ fight fair, f#ck a one-on-one (Brrt)
I was pullin’ on her hair, that’s what made her c#m (Yeah)
Then I hit her from the side, that’s what made her sprung (Made her sprung)
Got a Glock on my side and it came with a drum (With a drum)
I just pulled up to Oakland, finna get dumb (Get dumb)
Hundred-band juggy, I spent one (Spent one)
On a new pair of shoes, and then some (Then some)
Spend a band on some Runtz and some purple punch (Lean)
Hit Ruth Chris for dinner and for lunch (Ayy)
I blow exotic-ass kush, I got rich lungs
She lick up all of the nut with her lil’ tongue
Got a chop with some t#tt#es, make a n#gg# run (Woah)
She got some big-ass t#tt#es and them big buns (Ayy)
You be talkin’ big sh#t with them lil’ guns (Ayy)
Compact with a fifty, that’s a lil’ drum (Lil’ drum)
She got a smart-ass mouth, but the b#tch dumb (b#tch dumb)
She done came on my dick, I made the b#tch c#m (b#tch c#m)
She forever on my dick, yeah, the b#tch sprung (b#tch sprung)
She forever on my dick, yeah, the b#tch sprung (Yeah, she sprung, n#gg#)
I’m ambitious as a rider (Rider)
Anywhere Geesy go, a shooter right beside him
Got a stash in the whip, my shooter gon’ hide ’em
Put a hit on a n#gg# and my shooter gon’ slide him
He can put his hands up, but the Glock gon’ fight him
You can hate on Young Geesy, but the block gon’ like him, ayy (Yeah)
And the hoes gon’ love him (Love him)
Got the Glocks in the whip when the bros go clubbin’ (Go clubbin’)
Throw a stack on the b#tch, show somethin’ (Show somethin’)
12 try to question me, I don’t know nothin’ (Nothin’)
Ayy, nada, nathan (Woah)
Keep it one-double-oh, n#gg#, no fakin’ (Hell nah)
When I first shot the Glock, I was shakin’
It’s GeezyWorld, b#tch, the world is mine for the takin’ (For the takin’)
Ayy
Yeah
And that’s the motherf#ckin’ intro
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