[Intro]
Wait a minute
[Verse 1]
If I told you I was open, don't make yourself at home
Bitch, I ain't collecting calls, only out collecting bones, dog
Walk across the city in my tattered Levi's skinnies
Shuffling my boots across the ground, smoking like a chimney
Plenty time for creeping, in no hurry, ain't no bother
Chain stick, scrambled eggs leaking off the collar
Country like-country like, mason jars to mama
Or elephant trunk Crimson Tide on my pajamas
Turnin' up in Tijuana, me and all my partners
Fill that '87 box Chevy to a sauna
Call the league over the weekend, drop another one for comma
'Bout to watch it climb a mountain with the bag like a llama
Uh, high-top pair of Patrick Ewings
Biker patched up like a leather jacket crew and
It's a Harley thing, it's a whiskey, corn, wheat and barley thing
Party thing, it's a party thing, I'm a party king
Feather in the hat like a peacock
Middle of the mall buying bootleg Reeboks
Cargo shorts and a pair of striped knee socks
Pantera t-shirt, beard like an Ewok
[Chorus]
Used to get buck on the sneak, I was super street
Now I get buck on the beat, I'm a super geek
Gave a fuck once, it was brief, it was super weak
Ran up out of fucks, yeah, that's me, yeah that's super me
[Post-Chorus]
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, yeah, that's super me
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, yeah, that's super me
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Gave a fuck once, it was brief, it was super brief
Oh-oh, oh-oh, now I'm a super geek
[Verse 2]
Know she wanna choose a geek
Know she wanna use a geek
Throw it in the Uber, freak
Blow me like a tuba, freak
I'm getting on my Memphis walk (Get buck)
Talkin' shit with a dick like ten foot tall (Get buck, get buck)
Sock a bitch on the kick, yeah, this my dog
I'm a business, I'm relentless, it's raw
On the block with the trunk popped selling my stock
Never caught, never drop, stop, just a drop-top
With the rag on the ceiling, yeah, such a feeling, yeah
That's a dad, I'm a giver, yeah, make a killing, yeah
Tote the bag, tote the big bag 'til I kick back
I'ma sag, yeah my pants sag, can't forget that
I'm a drag, I'm a big drag to a sick nag
Oh, she nagging for the big brag, for the big brag
Uh, I don't waste no times these days
I walk with the Ray-Ban-Ray-Ban shades
I rock a shag with a bang-bang, no fade
Rock 'n' roll 'til the pockets swole, hold both lanes, 'cause I
[Chorus]
Used to get buck on the sneak, I was super street
Now I get buck on the beat, I'm a super geek
Gave a fuck once, it was brief, it was super weak
Ran up out of fucks, yeah that's me, yeah that's super me
[Post-Chorus]
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, yeah, that's super me
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, yeah, that's super me
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Gave a fuck once, it was brief, it was super brief
Oh-oh, oh-oh, now I'm a super geek
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