Swoleei - #geekedup (antidote) Lyrics

Big bad, Stunna man, pop the antidote, All red, superman, jumpin' out the show
Gon' head, do your dance, I know how it go, long bands, two advances, I'm counting more, yeah
Bomb head, two of them assist got my soul took
Walk around f*ckin' geeked up like I know sum
Simmer down, keep the heat low, you won't
Blow sum, Martyr 'round the town, they know
Gave it all to God, gain gold, yeah, the gang gone
Match a couple black range rovers, smoke the same old
Novocaine, I'm with angels, Get the pape, got different pockets
But the same goals, get the gold, yeah
Stuntin' on 'em Kurt Angle
Bust a couple broads, lay low, let em know, yeah
Molly make her gyrate, ayy, Give me sum the X now I'm LeBron James
I been steppin' on they necks now I'm like five'eight
See the prime, baby
Cigarette smell, put on that Saint Laurent fragrance
Balmain puffer yeah, palm angels
Not, no, sucker here, talk major
Long range cover, yeah, no, don't play with us
All day popper, yeah, she on that angel dust
Long day, by the bay, uh, Tom Brady, yeah
Pompeii, get erased, blow up the nation
Long pape, this a bankroll, own the bank, yeah
Pockets on them Jeff Bezos, hold the bait, yeah
Let 'em try the gang, Dej Loaf, he ain't the same now
Tote the Drac' and go psycho, Tote the fye now
He singin' like Jhene Aiko
Yeah, they watchin' everywhere, I-I go
Partners sit on stand-by, bitch, I do what I want
You got your hands tied, yes, I'm the biggest boss
I got, like, ten lives, hide, I don't do that talk
No, I'ma stay inside, slide, put off in that hawk
I let my mans drive, Shawty, offered up, that hawk tuah
I'm so excited, Bussing out my eyelids
Big bad, Stunna man, pop the antidote, All red, superman, jumpin' out the show
Gon' head, do your dance, I know how it go, long bands, two advances, I'm counting more, yeah
Bomb head, two of them assist got my soul took
Walk around f*ckin' geeked up like I know sum