Geekin by Lil Tracy Lyrics

[Intro: Mackned]
Jay motherfucking $plash
Brr, Mackned yuh, yuh
Guap, yuh, Tracy, yuh, GBC, yuh, ayy, ayy

[Chorus: Mackned]
I walk across the street, she make a wish
Shooting stars, yeah, shoot a [?], fuck it
Three weeks, same jeans, I'm a trap star
These niggas try to ride away without a gemstone
Three weeks, same jeans, I'm a trap star
These niggas try to ride away without a gemstone (Without a gemstone)
These niggas try to ride away without a gemstone

[Verse: Lil Tracy]
Nah, I didn't sell my soul, I sold out a show
Yuh, I'm geekin' off that coke, can't even fuck that hoe
My hundreds blue, hair blue, I like to match, yuh
Just spent a rack, ayy, watch it come back, yuh
Sippin' straight out the bottle, goddamn I strugglin' out the club
They think I'm famous now, I had to struggle out the mud (Yeah)
They think I'm famous now, I had to struggle out the mud
[Chorus: Mackned]
I walk across the street, she make a wish
Shooting stars, yeah, shoot a [?], fuck it
Three weeks, same jeans, I'm a trap star
These niggas try to ride away without a gemstone
Three weeks, same jeans, I'm a trap star
These niggas try to ride away without a gemstone (Without a gemstone)
These niggas try to ride away without a gemstone