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geeked to get busy - no savage lyrics

[intro]
(ayy, mobb)
(i gotta make sure my whole family good)
(i got, a lot of people depending me in this sh*t, man)
(why the f*ck i ain’t there yet?)
(turn me up, juu) (i ain’t worried, though)

[verse 1]
since it got bad, gotta watch who around
hot n*gga f*ck up your whole plan
uh, i know for sure that my n*ggas need me
i never looked down on no man
my youngings do sh*t and they know it go, man
glock on my clip, i ain’t toting no promag
fifth out the window, i’m aiming at your man
young n*ggas double back, they on the moped
do whatever it take to get a n*gga tagged
beam on the gl!ck, put that sh*t on his ass
better not let me get up ’cause i’m dropping a bag
to get n*ggas done is to get n*ggas smashed
i don’t care ’bout no n*gga family, b*tch
drop a big*ass package, your family hit
i’ll pick up the b*tch, amg with the kit
it’s a stick on the seat, b*tch, watch where you sit
and them b*tchass rappers i’m not f*cking with
it’s a whole lot of plugs that i’m sending a blitz
got a whole lot of dogs, don’t get threw in the pit
and this sh*t ain’t gon’ stop until somebody rich
had to body a n*gga, he kept talking sl!ck
it had to be ’cause i was f*cking his b*tch
i’m a shark and these rappers be lil’*ass shrimp
i be plucking them b*tches and breaking the rim
n*gga walking up to me and asked what it is
i’ma ball up my hand and i’m breaking his chin
lot of n*ggas be gangster when they with they men
i’ll load up the nickel and give out a ten
and the same n*gga dissed me paid for a feature
and i’m not ’bout to argue with b*tches who eaters
sucking bro d*ck for yeezy adidas
that’s why we kicking b*tches out like fifa
[break]
(haha)
(i was feeling myself on this sh*t)
(yeah)
(hey, jourdan!)
(you know he mixing this sh*t!)
(turn me the f*ck up then, n*gga! mobb! mobb!)

[verse 2]
uh, mobb, uh, when i run up the bag, gotta make sure the gang be straight if they told me they f*cking with me
every n*gga with me, coming with me, uh
pull a n*gga block and drop a hundred fifty
got too much pride to let a n*gga play with me
got a glock 26 and it gotta stay with me
got ten shot, thirty shot and i got a fifty
i ain’t ducking no n*gga, i’m geeked to get busy
get a hole in your head and we knocking you silly
get to popping this b*tch, i won’t stop ’til it’s empty
old cap*ass rappers, i know they against me
lil’ old*ass n*gga, go sit on the bench
i got money to make, i ain’t worried ’bout a n*gga
n*gga told me to google him like he a k!ller
and i only be rapping ’bout sh*t i be feeling
and the hood i come from, b*tch, i’m labeled the realest

[outro]
labeled the realest
mobb
these b*tchass n*ggas wanna, but dirt on a n*gga name
b*tchass rap n*ggas
hollywood fame*ass n*ggas

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