Letra de GEEKIN - Nemzzz

(Feat. Lil Yachty)

(Dee B got that heat)

(ZEL, this shit crazy)

Yo

I been ghostin' you 'cause I'm workin'

Like what do you really expect?

Money obsessed, cute and sweet

Okay, okay, I love how you dress

Mind how you talk, give me respect

It's hurtin' you 'cause I got the effect

Mind how you talk, give me respect

Don't let this shit get to your head

The bag came heavy like metal

Tryin' to chill, but I just can't settle

Drive how I want 'cause this ain't no rental

My bro, my genna like Kendall

Lil' black dress and the silhouette's mental

Heavy-handed, I gotta be gentle

Unsaved numbers, I'm too forgetful

I'm too forgetful

All year been stackin' my chips

Next year, I wanna take some trips

Loose lips sink the ship

So I can't even talk to tings

G, you ain't bad, you're a simp

I was walkin' 'round with a limp

Reason for it, what do you think?

What do you think? Ha

I been ghostin' you 'cause I'm workin'

Like what do you really expect?

Money obsessed, cute and sweet

Okay, okay, I love how you dress

Mind how you talk, give me respect

It's hurtin' you 'cause I got the effect

Mind how you talk, give me respect

Don't let this shit get to your head

(Con—)

Yeah, it's the Concrete Boy

(Con—)

Pussy

Your BD ain't richer (Concrete), he broker (Yeah)

Twenty-five thousand at— hoo

Twenty-five thousand at Strokers (Just us)

That hood shit with me like—

That hood shit stickin' with me like a odor (Pussy)

Put her on X, that lil' bitty bitch get more charged than my motor (Yeah, bro)

Put my lil' twin on a play, he said that gettin' this money contagious (What?)

You bring your ho out, I tap on the table, that bitch, she gettin' hit like Vegas

'Hamdulillah, I'm not religious, but this money been comin' crazy

Kneed on the back of your baby (What?), hoo

Comin' in weekly, what it is? (Hey)

Double-up CC (Damn) for a bitch (Hoo)

I drop a Banshee on her wrist (Yeah, yeah)

Oh, look, you fancy, here it is (Oh, yeah)

I might just trick on you, what it is? (Yeah)

Put you on some new money for your kids (Hoo-hoo-hoo)

What you gon' do for me?

The bitch gettin' kids on her cheekbones

It's war paint

I been ghostin' you 'cause I'm workin'

Like what do you really expect?

Money obsessed, cute and sweet

Okay, okay, I love how you dress

Mind how you talk, give me respect

It's hurtin' you 'cause I got the effect

Mind how you talk, give me respect

Don't let this shit get to your head

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