geeked outta my mind

ay i be geeked outta my mind

geeked out

geeked out

geeked outta my mind

geeked out

geeked out

geeked outta my mind

geeked outta my mind

still on point

ay i be geeked outta my mind

rolling through the day time

heard through the grapevine

my name all through the datelines

i'm just a thug who popped out the department of corrections

lot of niggas only fuck with duct tape 'cause they need protection

you gotta pay for this wall

while you still in your caddy

i'm riding in exotic whips

women all on my tip

dropped the d just like

yay

somebody call ye

tell him i'm in chi-town

institutionalized on bombay

spitting through the wire

i need fire for the bomb i got

bought to light this kush and let it take over your whole spot

you say that you don't smoke

now you provoked to go and hit the shit

got you on the ropes

losing focus

need to go'n and sit

down like humpty dumpty

i'm pumping

niggas ain't jumping me

should just change my name to 15

niggas stay bumping me

i'm duct tape crazy

what else

don't know what you thought

bloods on my right

and kk bitch

got out in the winter but i'm waiting for the summer time

this summertime one of the realest

now that's a humble line

i'm one of them humble guys that's known to pull off all fire

knock your face off

imagine your upside

flip that

we get packs

shook that

we get bags

purple kush

don't mix that

og make you sit back

enough

the way you ain't got it

experimental shit

pink pouring and two

experimental dick

ay i be geeked outta my mind

geeked out

geeked out

geeked outta my mind

geeked out

geeked out

geeked outta my mind

geeked outta my mind

still on point

ay i be geeked outta my mind

geeked out

geeked out

geeked outta my mind

geeked out

geeked out

geeked outta my mind

geeked outta my mind

still on point

i'm geeked up to the moon

young future

just call me nasa

never come to earth no more

my nigga went past y'all

alligator gucci's

i'm in a whole 'nother element

true's on the elephant

that's a pocket full of presidents

you want that funk

you want that funk

i got rick james bitch

i'm on that lean

i got that drink

you know it's actavis

the kick got me up like fuck 'round this bitch

i wake up in the stars

every day a motion picture

calculate the guap

neck full of rocks

have you ever inhaled the fumes from ten blocks?

the money got me geeked just like it

when i'm standing on front of the stage and everyone recite it

it feel like a package when it got overnighted

hard rest

but we still in it

we winning

nigga this only the beginning

and we gon' be here 'til the finish

ay i be geeked outta my mind

geeked out

geeked out

geeked outta my mind

geeked out

geeked out

geeked outta my mind

geeked outta my mind

still on point

ay i be geeked outta my mind

geeked out

geeked out

geeked outta my mind

geeked out

geeked out

geeked outta my mind

geeked outta my mind

still on point