[Verse 1: Milkavelli]
If the body looks good, then I probably would
If the body looks good, then I probably should
f** the face, she can wear a box or a hood
Think I'm in the trees
She can jack it the way that she jocking our wood
Yeah I've got a b**h and you can bet I cheat on her
[?] to affect the media
You some dead MC's and by any means you can bet I'm steezier
All this steady steaming got me barely breathing I can set the [?]
It's a showdown, it can go down, if you want it to
We getting smoked out, get the hoes out, it's no doubt, that it's sonic boom
On the low down, I bust your hoe down, 'cause I wanted to
Know it's wild when my new style, my old style been copied too
[Hook: Milkavelli]
f** is you geekin' for? (x6)
f** is you geekin', f** is you geekin', f** is you geekin' for?
[Verse 2: Milkavelli]
f** is you-
Got a gun in the rave and my b**h yeah she back it up like its buckaroo
We smokin', we sippin', I'm trippin', we geekin', I'm shroomin' with Uncle
You love me? I love me too
f** me? Well f** you too
I'm smokin' on sh** that's the colour blue
All of my clique yeah we comin' through
Shouts to all of the b**hes that we runnin' through
I might flex and get something new
Well you might check it and get stuck up too
I got your b**h in fish nets and a string vest
Every chick in my index has an interest
In my dickhead, even though I'm a dickhead
f** is you geekin?
I'm seeing babies stuck on the ceiling
Must have been something I've eaten
616 is the number I'm preaching
Son of a demon