Geekd Up 3 Lyrics – Ky Porter & Tunka
Singer: Ky Porter & Tunka
Title: Geekd Up 3
Huncho
Man I’m geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked
Up, Up, Up, Up, Up, Up, Up
Man I’m geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked
Up, Up, Up, Up, Up, Up, Up
I ain’t never slippin’
‘Cause that ain’t part of the mission
Shawty must be trippin’
Shawty must be stupid
Hold on, shout out that Huncho, he had too hop on part 3
And I ain’t with that girl no more but she still call me papi (let’s go)
Let’s go and hop in a lambo
Baby let’s speed up this tempo
Back off me shawty, ’cause you not my shawty, lil’ baby you already know that
Lil’ mama a sprinter but she can never run around me, I am a new track
Ring around the rosie, that girl is not valid
I pass it to my homies, it’s his timе to have it
I push her to the sidеlines, that girl kept on trippin’
That girl kept trippin’, she battlin’ her demons
Battlin her demons, ’cause that girl keep on feenin’
Man I feel like Keenan, ’cause I just keep on plottin’
Rub my hands like Birdman like I am up to somethin’
That girl is suburban, but she wanna try out chocolate
Man I’m geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked
Up, Up, Up, Up, Up, Up, Up
Man I’m geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked
Up, Up, Up, Up, Up, Up, Up
I ain’t never slippin’
‘Cause that ain’t part of the mission
Shawty must be trippin’
Shawty must be stupid
Hold on, shout out that Huncho, he had too hop on part 3
And I ain’t with that girl no more but she still call me papi
Yea, yea, yea, lets go
This is part 3, where the f#ck is part 2 at?
You know I’m with the gang, where the f#ck is your boo at?
It’s so many opps in this m#th*rf#ck*r, n#gg#s- out and I don’t where to shoot at
Ok I’m back in this m#th*rf#ck*r let me talk down to n#gg#s speed
Ky and Tunka finna drop the hardest tape and these n#gg#s better heed
Speed of in a SRT
No face, no case, I forgot my ski
And the way that n#gg#s be duckin’ me you think these n#gg#s from Oregon
Free my brodie, he locked down for extortion
Bro caught a body he might just record it
Put it on Snapchat, Snapchat filter gon’ cover it out
The way that I shoot I might f#ck up these scouts
These n#gg#s sweet undercover gay
Put the ice on the water and watch it skate
And they got me mad as hell, send that boy to Neptune he might just met Pharrell
Major clientele I’m havin’ sh#t out the regular
n#gg#s turkey the way these bullets gone stuff em’, n#gg# got me geeked
Man I’m geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked
Up, Up, Up, Up, Up, Up, Up
Man I’m geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked, geeked
Up, Up, Up, Up, Up, Up, Up
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