Geekers

My pockets fat you... Aye, Come on,
My pockets fat, you try to touch, gon' break your fuckin' hand
She a scholar, when she give me head, she use no hands
I'm a vamp, baby, I be up late with the geekers think I'm finna wait, soon as I fuck, I'm finna leave her,
Two white bitches, they treat me like a star
I'm Justin Beiber, Fuck a opp or beef, I'm tryna make it big
Like the beetles, pockets slow leak, his pocket's hurt, he getting cheap and cheaper
Pockets obese, I'm Mr. Make it happen, nice to meet you
I know some youngins, they hit you for a small fee
But I don't pay them cheap, lil' nigga I got 10 for you
Lil' nigga yall take 10 apiece She say she love me, but baby you don't love me,
Love is for the weak, love me for the week,
We can pop out something exotic, baby, high fashion boutique,
They say, JThree how you make them crazy
Why you asking me? Aye, Baby, I be rollin
That nigga be double-cup for nothing that ain't no potion
How you pull up in that fast car? Bae I own it
Geeked til' the mornin', Come here what you runnin' from
Bae stop all that moaning, Tell me what you runnin' from
I put a beam on it… Clean up mess, I walk in, she open legs
My pockets fat, you try to touch, gon' break your fuckin' hand
She a scholar, when she give me head, she use no hands
I'm a vamp, baby, I be up late with the geekers think I'm finna wait, soon as I fuck, I'm finna
leave her,