[Intro: Geemmac]
It's Mother f**ing Geemmac
It's Mother f**ing Geemmac
[Verse 1: Geemmac]
Grab your “I got big things coming" a** a seat
Who the f** asked y'all to speak
Girl, f** your DM's if they ain't double d's
That's direct deposit
These hoes gross gossip and don't collect no profit
Maaan, you can have the b**h, If I ever miss her she can blow this Mexican, thats Hurricane Patricia
She just f**ing with a n-shhhh, I can't say that
It's Mother f**en Geemmac, bring back
Clean tracks the feeling when the pre jacks
Talk with precaution cause I'm busting drums
Knuckles look disgusting don't f** with guns, ill but never gave a dam syndrome
Don't underestimate, just estimate
I let them hate, but cross the line its see you later
Shhh got familia en el barrio, couple motherf**ers owe me favors, all of them sicarios
Don't mistake this is just a mixtape to tie the game in
My first albums the rape in
Y'all talking sh** realize I'm beyond your profile
If it ain't G double E double M, A, C, f** the link in your in bio
It's mother f**ing Geemmac, It's mother f**ing Geemmac