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REAL DEAL GËEKER
by Kferg500
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I'm fuckin' with your album, but I ain't heard nothin' I could smoke a wood to, nigga
I can't even mack to the hoes to this shit nigga, I need somethin'
Yeah, real deal geeker, turn me up baby
Nigga movin' funny, almost burned him up baby
Numbers so good, J's say that I'm amazing
Send him to the church and make the pastor go and grace em
Yeah, shawty think I'm perfect, she don't know the real me
Uh, when she get to know me, she gon' say I'm filthy
Yeah, work so cheap, shit damn near free
He done copied all my swag, shit he damn near me
Shit
Baby, you my type, you the type I like
These niggas keyboard thugs, tell the truth, you ain't type it right
I'm poured a four I need it dark
I ain't sippin' no type of light
Every play I ever hit was just for bragging rights
How you do that evil shit and go n sleep at night
You probably cuddle with your demons in there sleepin' tight
My nigga died, I was steady havin' sleepless nights
Bitch want me to put her over the gang, she ain't thinkin' right
Told her tat my name on her skin if she want Lil Ferg
All the shit you say mean nothin', it's a bunch of words
Most of them niggas can't feel them like I'm off a perc
Tris make my stomach hurt, it feel like I got a burp
Nigga play, he gettin' burnt
He ain't know that we was turnt
Take this as a lesson
Next time, it's a lesson learned
Car, foreign, drive itself
I could never scrape a curb
I could never cuff a bird
Bitch, I ain't no bird catcher
She know I'm a wig snatcher
Trap nigga trash bag it
Nigga faked his style and we caught him he a Bad Actor
Said she wanna have my daughter
First, you gotta walk on water
Then go make hell freeze
Then go buy a Aston Martin
Cuz keep with Drake, not a Tommy
He don't know Martin
Name the Drake Moses
When I shoot, everybody parting
Free my niggas in the cell
They in there beefin' with the warden
I'm the youngest nigga in here
Like Mike, how I'm scorin'
If you bring me light ice, I'ma pour it
If Lil Baby my type, I might pipe if she gorgeous
I need the AMG foreign
The one with sports touring
She hard-headed
She said she ain't never listen
She a Taurus
I'm fuckin' with your album, but I ain't heard nothin' I could smoke a wood to, nigga
I can't even mack to the hoes to this shit nigga, I need somethin'
Yeah, real deal geeker, turn me up baby
Nigga movin' funny, almost burned him up baby
Numbers so good, J's say that I'm amazing
Send him to the church and make the pastor go and grace em
Yeah, shawty think I'm perfect, she don't know the real me
Uh, when she get to know me, she gon' say I'm filthy
Yeah, work so cheap, shit damn near free
He done copied all my swag, shit he damn near me
Shit
Baby, you my type, you the type I like
These niggas keyboard thugs, tell the truth, you ain't type it right
I'm poured a four I need it dark
I ain't sippin' no type of light
Every play I ever hit was just for bragging rights
How you do that evil shit and go n sleep at night
You probably cuddle with your demons in there sleepin' tight
My nigga died, I was steady havin' sleepless nights
Bitch want me to put her over the gang, she ain't thinkin' right
Told her tat my name on her skin if she want Lil Ferg
All the shit you say mean nothin', it's a bunch of words
Most of them niggas can't feel them like I'm off a perc
Tris make my stomach hurt, it feel like I got a burp
Nigga play, he gettin' burnt
He ain't know that we was turnt
Take this as a lesson
Next time, it's a lesson learned
Car, foreign, drive itself
I could never scrape a curb
I could never cuff a bird
Bitch, I ain't no bird catcher
She know I'm a wig snatcher
Trap nigga trash bag it
Nigga faked his style and we caught him he a Bad Actor
Said she wanna have my daughter
First, you gotta walk on water
Then go make hell freeze
Then go buy a Aston Martin
Cuz keep with Drake, not a Tommy
He don't know Martin
Name the Drake Moses
When I shoot, everybody parting
Free my niggas in the cell
They in there beefin' with the warden
I'm the youngest nigga in here
Like Mike, how I'm scorin'
If you bring me light ice, I'ma pour it
If Lil Baby my type, I might pipe if she gorgeous
I need the AMG foreign
The one with sports touring
She hard-headed
She said she ain't never listen
She a Taurus