Lemme talk to em
Gone talk my shit (ah)
Gone get this bitch (ah)
Gone talk my shit (ah) (ah) (ah)
Gone talk my shit (ah)
Gone get that bitch (ah)
Lemme get my, get my, get my (ah)
Too many hoes can't text back (huh)
Best believe I'm gone spin back (huh)
But you gotta tell the truth just shut yo mouth that's all just chitchat (huh)
I'm hearing lies and it's hurting my head, baby I gotta relax (relax)
You wanna know what it feels like get on the mic just hop on a track (bitch)
Yea it's a glitch way I'm switchin through lanes yea I can't miss (ah)
I might just miss my stop imma stay to myself yea I can't switch (ya)
You wanna pop out for life, you wanna know what it feels like (ya)
All these lies they stackin and I'm too crazy to call you my wife (ya)
You think that Geeked would cry (nope)
You think that Geeked would lie (aha)
Tryna make all this work to all just say that I didn't try (try)
Just to tell you how my heart felt
But I'm playing the cards that I'm dealt
100 on the dash goin to quick inna whip yup better grab yo seatbelt (huh)
Too many hoes can't text back (huh)
Best believe I'm gone spin back (huh)
But you gotta tell the truth just shut yo mouth that's all just chitchat (huh)
I'm hearing lies and it's hurting my head, baby I gotta relax (relax)
You wanna know what it feels like get on the mic just hop on a track (bitch)
Yea it's a glitch way I'm switchin through lanes yea I can't miss (ah)
I might just miss my stop imma stay to myself yea I can't switch (ya)
You wanna pop out for life, you wanna know what it feels like (ya)
All these lies they stackin and I'm too crazy to call you my wife (ya)
You think that Geeked would cry (nope)
You think that Geeked would lie (aha)
Tryna make all this work to all just say that I didn't try (try)
Just to tell you how my heart felt
But I'm playing the cards that I'm dealt
100 on the dash goin to quick inna whip yup better grab yo seatbelt (huh)
Geeked Up - Text Back Lyrics
Geeked Up - Text Back Lyrics
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Lemme talk to em
Gone talk my shit (ah)
Gone get this bitch (ah)
Gone talk my shit (ah) (ah) (ah)
Gone talk my shit (ah)
Gone get that bitch (ah)
Lemme get my, get my, get my (ah)
Too many hoes can't text back (huh)
Best believe I'm gone spin back (huh)
But you gotta tell the truth just shut yo mouth that's all just chitchat (huh)
I'm hearing lies and it's hurting my head, baby I gotta relax (relax)
You wanna know what it feels like get on the mic just hop on a track (bitch)
Yea it's a glitch way I'm switchin through lanes yea I can't miss (ah)
I might just miss my stop imma stay to myself yea I can't switch (ya)
You wanna pop out for life, you wanna know what it feels like (ya)
All these lies they stackin and I'm too crazy to call you my wife (ya)
You think that Geeked would cry (nope)
You think that Geeked would lie (aha)
Tryna make all this work to all just say that I didn't try (try)
Just to tell you how my heart felt
But I'm playing the cards that I'm dealt
100 on the dash goin to quick inna whip yup better grab yo seatbelt (huh)
Too many hoes can't text back (huh)
Best believe I'm gone spin back (huh)
But you gotta tell the truth just shut yo mouth that's all just chitchat (huh)
I'm hearing lies and it's hurting my head, baby I gotta relax (relax)
You wanna know what it feels like get on the mic just hop on a track (bitch)
Yea it's a glitch way I'm switchin through lanes yea I can't miss (ah)
I might just miss my stop imma stay to myself yea I can't switch (ya)
You wanna pop out for life, you wanna know what it feels like (ya)
All these lies they stackin and I'm too crazy to call you my wife (ya)
You think that Geeked would cry (nope)
You think that Geeked would lie (aha)
Tryna make all this work to all just say that I didn't try (try)
Just to tell you how my heart felt
But I'm playing the cards that I'm dealt
100 on the dash goin to quick inna whip yup better grab yo seatbelt (huh)
Gone talk my shit (ah)
Gone get this bitch (ah)
Gone talk my shit (ah) (ah) (ah)
Gone talk my shit (ah)
Gone get that bitch (ah)
Lemme get my, get my, get my (ah)
Too many hoes can't text back (huh)
Best believe I'm gone spin back (huh)
But you gotta tell the truth just shut yo mouth that's all just chitchat (huh)
I'm hearing lies and it's hurting my head, baby I gotta relax (relax)
You wanna know what it feels like get on the mic just hop on a track (bitch)
Yea it's a glitch way I'm switchin through lanes yea I can't miss (ah)
I might just miss my stop imma stay to myself yea I can't switch (ya)
You wanna pop out for life, you wanna know what it feels like (ya)
All these lies they stackin and I'm too crazy to call you my wife (ya)
You think that Geeked would cry (nope)
You think that Geeked would lie (aha)
Tryna make all this work to all just say that I didn't try (try)
Just to tell you how my heart felt
But I'm playing the cards that I'm dealt
100 on the dash goin to quick inna whip yup better grab yo seatbelt (huh)
Too many hoes can't text back (huh)
Best believe I'm gone spin back (huh)
But you gotta tell the truth just shut yo mouth that's all just chitchat (huh)
I'm hearing lies and it's hurting my head, baby I gotta relax (relax)
You wanna know what it feels like get on the mic just hop on a track (bitch)
Yea it's a glitch way I'm switchin through lanes yea I can't miss (ah)
I might just miss my stop imma stay to myself yea I can't switch (ya)
You wanna pop out for life, you wanna know what it feels like (ya)
All these lies they stackin and I'm too crazy to call you my wife (ya)
You think that Geeked would cry (nope)
You think that Geeked would lie (aha)
Tryna make all this work to all just say that I didn't try (try)
Just to tell you how my heart felt
But I'm playing the cards that I'm dealt
100 on the dash goin to quick inna whip yup better grab yo seatbelt (huh)
Writer: Nic Miller Nic Miller
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