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letra de geek/glitch - redda

[intro]
(zach, you k!lled this)
yeah, yeah, yuh, yeah
huh yeah, huh, yeah, yeah, yeah
(ayy, geo got the bands, huh?)
uh, huh
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus]
i been geekin’ on x, it’s beatin’ me up
i stay f-ckin’ yo’ b-tch, she stay eatin’ me up
and my b-tch so mad, got lean in my cup
told her, “i don’t know if i could give this sh-t up”
they say, “how the f-ck redda stay clean like a rug?”
they say, “why the f-ck redda keep takin’ them drugs?”
i think that i’m in love with the motherf-ckin’ cup
i think that i’m in love with the motherf-ckin’ cup
[verse 1]
i think i’m in love with them white devil cups
i’ma keep sippin’ drank, i’ma keep sippin’ mud
you say that you know me from school, who you was?
i rеmember they said [?]
now i’m countin’ thеse racks and they showin’ me love
now they singin’ my song, now they showin’ me love
know i got a bl!cky, yeah i’m keepin’ it tucked
if you f-ckin’ with me, i put you in a blunt
put you in a blunt, and light that sh-t up
yeah, i put you in a blunt, yeah, and light that sh-t up
yeah, i put you in a blunt, and light that sh-t up
i light that sh-t up
yeah, i’ma light this sh-t up

[verse 2]
i put you in a blunt and a shirt
yeah i’m smokin’ on opps, [?]
i’m geekin’ on x, codeine and a perc
say they love me in india, i feel like i’m durk
i put some rick on my jeans and my shirt
i might rockstar more, yeah i feel like i’m kurt
finna get me some vvs
the diamonds gon’ twerk
’boutta get a new patek, i feel like i’m vert
he see me in person, ask for a picture
i need some more lean, bring me a pitcher
i’m sippin’ juicy, i feel like i’m [?]
every new day i get richer than rich
nut on her face, and i heard that you kissed her
she was f-ckin’ on me, yeah i heard that you missed
i’m stayin’ on drugs, yeah i’m geekin’ on glitch
they say, “redda, no, you don’t be missin'”
makin’ these songs, so you can listen
listen to this while i [?]
you could never be me
nah, my life too expensive
i be sippin’ this mud cus’ i came from the trenches
[chorus]
i been geekin’ on x, it’s beatin’ me up
i stay f-ckin’ yo’ b-tch, she stay eatin’ me up
and my b-tch so mad, got lean in my cup
told her, “i don’t know if i could give this sh-t up”
they say, “how the f-ck redda stay clean like a rug?”
they say, “why the f-ck redda keep takin’ them drugs?”
i think that i’m in love with the motherf-ckin’ cup
i think that i’m in love with the motherf-ckin’ cup

- redda

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