[ Featuring Cartezian ]
I'm way too high, I'm geekin
She blowin my line, she tweakin
I'm geekin', yeah, I'm geekin
Yeah, I'm geekin', yeah, I'm geekin
I'm gettin' geeked up offa substance
I'm keepin' my pace, I can't rush it
I'm way too high for discussion
I'm finna pop and crush it
I'm in the sky, way too high
I'm above all the f*ck shit
Out of my mind, think I forgot
How I'm supposed to function
I've been trippin' so wild
Ion mean to psych you out
What I'm smokin' so loud
Got my ears blown' out
I'm rollin' right out the pound
That shit might knock you out
The plug just called my phone
New flavors, touchdown
Got me on a pedestal
Smokin' on this medical
You wanna get high as me
You gon' need a steppin' stool
Stayin' low, off the scene
Tryna duck the federal
Say you tryna smoke with me
Let me check my schedule
I'm way too high, I'm geekin
She blowin my line, she tweakin
I'm geekin', yeah, I'm geekin
Yeah, I'm geekin', come on, let's go
She singin' all my songs
She hollerin', baby, I love it
Too bad we ain't last long
Turned to a gnat, she buggin
Girl, you betta watch your tone
Do not disturb with the buzzin
Whenever you text my phone
I had to green that bubble
I had to leave you alone
Too busy talkin' bout nothin
How you gon' say I'm wrong
When you the one causin' the trouble
Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah
Shorty a choosy, I can't even trust it
Surely pursuin' a nigga to lust ya
Rub onnat Georgia peach, no Augusta
I had to leave you alone
Tell her to go hit the road
I cannot get dat lil' bag
I ain't finna pay yo' toll
You f*ck around, get exposed
Lie to yo' nigga, whatever you told him
Know you been lookin' for closure
But I just been shuttin' the door
Gas, I'm smokin' is potent
You know I'm rollin' indo
Talk on the phone, make no sense
I'm just tryna get the rolls
Girl you been blocking my focus
I cut off the root to grow
Uh-huh, yeah
You know I'm just tryna blow
