Trap On The Beat

Know that I'm geeked, yeah
Yeah, eat it up, Champ, eat it up
Hood Champ shit, nigga
Pablo Creed in this motherfucker, nigga

Brand new 'Vette, Lil Uzi Vert
Worry 'bout no nigga, I'm shootin' first
Came from the bottom, the mud, the dirt
Niggas start hatin', it came with the turf
Ain't never work, but this shit still work
I need a cane, I'm on lean and Percs
All of these diamonds, I think I could surf
Yeah, I think I could surf

I'm on the Xan' and I still ain't sleep
Pop me an X, I like runnin' on E
Can't gas me up, I ain't smokin' OG
Dark tinted lenses, I barely can see
Wolf in the hood, I ain't never been a sheep
Real street nigga, I trap on the beat
Thought it was sweet 'til the day that we meet
Look in my eyes, they know that I'm geeked

Pop me an Addy, I'm focused
They drop an addy on an opp, we gon' blow it
Damn, I been geekin' on drugs, they know it
We in the lobby, they know that we loaded
Yeah, never look back, I move forward
Yeah, used to have to trap in that Ford

Yeah, duckin' the 12, we was clutchin'
The pistol when we hear a knock at the door
Yeah, stackin' up, I need some more
We shootin' back, we don't hit the floor
Thankin' the Lord, I got Christians galore
I hit the booth every time I get bored

All this water like the New Jersey shore
Bad bitch, you don't know she a whore
But I fucked her on the couch and the floor
She callin' me when she get off of work
I ain't had a job, I still got that work
Plug in Cali, throw the pack like Nerf

Touchdown, she gon' dance, make her twerk
Hit from the back, pussy juice on my shirt
Know that I'm geeked up, I'm still on alert
Pills in my body and I ain't on Earth
She ride the dick and you know that I swerve
Bitch roll the weed and don't get on my nerves, yeah

Brand new 'Vette, Lil Uzi Vert
Worry 'bout no nigga, I'm shootin' first
Came from the bottom, the mud, the dirt
Niggas start hatin', it came with the turf
Ain't never work, but this shit still work
I need a cane, I'm on lean and Percs
All of these diamonds, I think I could surf
Yeah, I think I could surf

I'm on the Xan', and I still ain't sleep
Pop me an X, I like runnin' on E
Can't gas me up, I ain't smokin' OG
Dark tinted lenses, I barely can see
Wolf in the hood, I ain't never been a sheep
Real street nigga, I trap on the beat
Thought it was sweet 'til the day that we meet
Look in my eyes, they know that I'm geeked