Cory Alan - Geronimo (feat. J Plaza) Lyrics

I'm chillin Uptown if it's poppin'
You want it, I got it
I turned this whole shit to a profit
I seem to keep talking' to prophets
They break all the bread in my pockets
I'm runnin' the game like Barack in a caucus
Regardless, they aim for my heart
That's legit cuz I'm heartless
And always stay planning' one step in advance
Like a carpenters office
F*ck is you talkin', it's Cory and Plaza
She call me daddy, I son them like dada
You cannot fit my zapata
You can't tell me nada
Need all the clout like I need abbondaza
Shit like a movie, we live in a plaza
Remember that time when she stripped like the Gaza
I'm full of myself, that's one thing I'm a lot of
Who want it, I got it, I'm twisted so stop it
I'm vibe'n out
Comatose
Resting bitch my face with crumbs beneath my nose
Started pulling' out edi's ate like four of those (I just ate like four)
Headed outter space
I'm like Geronimo, Geronimo, Geronimo
Took that drop and then I drop
I'm like Geronimo (I'm like Geronimo)
I pull up downtown when it's poppin'
More twisted than Bop-It
It smells like an ounce in my pocket
I see shorty workin' and countin' that profit
That ass is so round it keep poppin'
Like how can you stop it
Just bounce it and drop it on a nigga (Ooh)
I know you got options on a nigga (Ooh)
But shit if you rockin' wit a nigga (Ohh)
Take off and go rocket on a nigga
Ooh yea, just like that
I ain't gotta, but I'm gonna drip like that
Too hard you might need a life jacket
(Yo, J, you good?)
My nigga I been rollin' like a Harley
Soon as I step in the party
I'm vibe'n out
Comatose
Resting bitch my face with crumbs beneath my nose
Started pulling' out edi's ate like four of those (I just ate like four)
Headed outter space
I'm like Geronimo, Geronimo, Geronimo
Took that drop and then I drop
I'm like Geronimo (I'm like Geronimo)
I'm countin' my blessings
And plotting on how to not finish in second
I'm throwing these hands if they catchin'
No pulse when I'm checkin
I'm still gettin' blessings
Just checked with the reverend
They countin' me out
They prayin' I fail in this bitch
Puttin' my pic up in front of a coffin
And striking a nail in that bitch
Mama screamin' why, Keenan and Kel in this bitch
Swear this shit's gettin' harry
God did some spells in this bitch
Enemies bow down and hail in this bitch
I'm a rabbit contested by snails in a sprint
Calamari, side of snails on my dish
Yea
(I don't even really f*ck with seafood like that)