Future - Sneakin N Geekin lyrics

[Produced by Metro Boomin] [Intro] OG weed in my backwood Stuff crust x3 by the way Let me get 'em one one Ey Longway let me get a boot bro Codeine Holding it on Hold dat down bro What you tripping you know I don't know that Shut up b**h Can't goddamn get no sleep I'm geekin' Santana [Hook] Sneakin' Geakin' x3 Sneakin' n' Geekin' she f** wit that molly Molly Molly Damn Sneakin' Geekin' x2 Sneakin' n' Geekin' he f** wit that molly Geeked up Boot up Sneakin' Geekin' x 2 Sneakin' n' Geekin' up we geeked up on molly All of us Turn the f** up Hold that down bro Bump that sack, Bobbi Brown [Verse 1] Sneakin' n' Geakin' Im running round the lobby Bootin up molly my fifth pocket .23 missiles took off like a rocket Walking in the party feeling like Im Rocky Balboa Italian Stallion Hunned band on my medallion Sneekin n Geekin The b**h lookin at my diamonds dancing She really geeked off the molly danced for them bands Sneakin n' geekin I can tell the way she freakin' to the weekend Wanna lay up all weekend f** her like the belly of the beast The molly kicked in yeah I'm going in her deep end Boot up x3 b**h sneakin geekin she was laying on the molly from the be-gin Molly Santana you'll get her understand that you ain't laying on the beach for the weekend Sneakin' n Geakin' n Sneakin' n Geekin' He geekin' she geekin' we geekin' She drinking and cooking me breakfast I told that b**h I can't eat no bu*ter pecan She talking my head off and dip in Harry Potter this b**h go harder than Sinbad Geeked the f** up in the after hour the mollywater on me sweatin' like Trinidad [Hook] [Verse 2] Hanna Montana we dipping n' pa**ing Geeked the f** up behind designer gla**es My b**h say im tripping Dumping backwood ashes All on my louboutin Givenchy khakis My n***a you sneakin or geekin what's cracking I keep finding little missiles all in your pad Baby that ain't sh** that just a little candy Some of the sh** white and some a lil' sad Sneakin n Geekin he wanna be down just like Brandy Sneakin Geekin now he Bobbi Brown buying heavy Molly Santana b**h go rock steady Somebody get a b**h and had she boom might heavy Scottie got a b**h feelin hotter I can tell ya Double down with 2Pac and must've catch a body And one of you lil' n***as runnin round the lobby Thug life n***a screamin Machavelli Now blame it on the alcohol she tell me that was Tylenol Sneakin n geekin I know what's happening Ooh no f**ing on both of y'all I know she like it like a dog Bend over lil' b**h and let me ram it Sneakin n geekin know I want your panties She started dancing to Hanna Montana Hit the light, geek b**h and light a candle You need speaking b**hes talking Country Grammar [Hook]