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GEEKED OUT (feat. Puncho0) Video (MV)




Performed By: Immortal Luey
Language: English
Length: 3:04
Written by: Andre Crawford, Ethan Walters




Immortal Luey - GEEKED OUT (feat. Puncho0) Lyrics
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Whoa, Whoa, Whoa
Walk around town with the .380 bound
Beat you in the streets I got lots of rounds
You know that we don't play around
Getting to the money I got lots of pape
Bitches throw it back for me, make it shake
I'm finna talk that rank, bitch you'll get spanked
All my niggas rolling we making plays
I ain't scared to die
Hop out with the fye
Bitch we walk em down
We got lots of rounds
Bitch a spray around
Blow up the play ground
Gonna hear a lot of sounds
I'mma get you whacked
I'mma flip a pack
Hit her in the back
Pull my racks out
I'mma finna go out, bring the shots out
I'm at the whore house, my bitches bust it down
I like to f*ck around, I'm finna pop a perc
Make the bitch squirt, I'mma f*ck her till it hurt
I might just smoke her out, your bitch like to do a lot
I stay GEEKED OUT
BITCH
Promotor nigga thought that it was rap? I was wounded in these streets, take your bitch one night with me
Two black bitches, cum between
That's a Oreo, not a Reese's piece
Nothing around sweet get your throat cut for a small as fee
These hoes in my circle tryna blow up off me
Meetch in my circle and he's bloody he got named after a Gee
I worked so hard for this, I did the most for this
I almost lost my life behind some keys, I know some rats who called police
It's Lue they know my name I orchestrate this whole band
My niggas all got talent like them niggas from Glee
You slimed me out and did me wrong, I can't oversee it
I think I'm done with U.S bitches I want hoes from over sea
Shy killer hunt him down, take him out Assassin's Creed
These bitches playing with they life and now they body with a priest
I scammed some couple off of Tinder, bitch we'll never f*cking meet
Balenciaga's on my feet, I'm only f*cking with a freak
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Whoa, Whoa, Whoa
Walk around town with the .380 bound
Beat you in the streets I got lots of rounds
You know that we don't play around
Getting to the money I got lots of pape
Bitches throw it back for me, make it shake
I'm finna talk that rank, bitch you'll get spanked
All my niggas rolling we making plays
I ain't scared to die
Hop out with the fye
Bitch we walk em down
We got lots of rounds
Bitch a spray around
Blow up the play ground
Gonna hear a lot of sounds
I'mma get you whacked
I'mma flip a pack
Hit her in the back
Pull my racks out
I'mma finna go out, bring the shots out
I'm at the whore house, my bitches bust it down
I like to f*ck around, I'm finna pop a perc
Make the bitch squirt, I'mma f*ck her till it hurt
I might just smoke her out, your bitch like to do a lot
I stay GEEKED OUT
BITCH
Promotor nigga thought that it was rap? I was wounded in these streets, take your bitch one night with me
Two black bitches, cum between
That's a Oreo, not a Reese's piece
Nothing around sweet get your throat cut for a small as fee
These hoes in my circle tryna blow up off me
Meetch in my circle and he's bloody he got named after a Gee
I worked so hard for this, I did the most for this
I almost lost my life behind some keys, I know some rats who called police
It's Lue they know my name I orchestrate this whole band
My niggas all got talent like them niggas from Glee
You slimed me out and did me wrong, I can't oversee it
I think I'm done with U.S bitches I want hoes from over sea
Shy killer hunt him down, take him out Assassin's Creed
These bitches playing with they life and now they body with a priest
I scammed some couple off of Tinder, bitch we'll never f*cking meet
Balenciaga's on my feet, I'm only f*cking with a freak
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Writer: Andre Crawford, Ethan Walters
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