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lirik lagu fordio - ​i geek !

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[intro: fordio]
(d~mn, jakesand)
sh~t
yeah, 672, n~gga
woke up to a—

woke up to a jugg, cup full of mud
don’t trip off what it was, fordi all about his funds
i geek, and this zotti in my lungs
p dissolvin’ on my tongue while i’m lookin’ for my cup, i mean
knew it was meant when this sh~t started gettin’ fun
(i see how n~ggas ain’t be okay, time to focus up)
with the drank, done built a bond, but the coin my first load
(i ain’t tryna hear you cap, please pass me my drugs)

[verse 2: mjpaid]
(up early searchin’ bins, finna have me some fun)
if it’s green in your sh~t, please don’t pass me your cup
i know i’m flashy as f~ck, got a bag, they gon’ f~ck
i’ve been humble for too long, finna tell ’em add me up
(i peeped, i put ’em in there, then they tried to pass me up)
i don’t even want this sh~t, you can really have your love
point me to the quagen, i’ma hold it tight just like a hug
i’m not tryna have no fun, i’m just tryna make some funds

[verse 3: fordio]
if you book us for a show, know that codeine is my plus
i’ve been on a money route, so it’s hard to get in touch
ho be jealous of the cup, she say she wish that was us
coin the only thing i trust, sip drank, rottin’ up my tongue
sh~t, can’t sit around, found a great town, then there i come
we ain’t the same, you probably joggin’ on the run
[verse 4: mjpaid]
we be facin’ what we takin’, we be hoggin’ on the drugs
still got it, f~cked around and sweet talked her out her funds (sh~t)
i’m at the bank, crip walkin’ with the hun’
let’s get it poppin’, i got chopper, arp up in the trunk
told the doctor where the percs? just describe it to my son
pop is light as h~ll, i turned it dark, it sweeter than some f~dg~
don’t care about opinions, i know only god can judge
still sinnin’, but i’m winnin’ ’cause i know i’m god’s son
you ain’t talkin’ ’bout no money, i’m not tryna chop it up
in the party we ain’t loafin’, gotta know it’s glocks with us
(ain’t no office on the block)
try to score, we lock it up
if you hearin’ from me daily, then i’m probably tryna f~ck
when i see ’em, n~ggas dead, n~ggas gotta know it’s up
fifty~fifty split, soon as it drop it ain’t no cut
i jugg
i jugg, haha, yeah, n~gga, no cap


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