[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 it 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
[Chorus]
Sneakin' Geakin' [x3]
Sneakin' n' Geekin' she f** with that molly
Molly Molly
Damn
Sneakin' Geekin' [x2]
Sneakin' n' Geekin' he f** with that molly
Geeked up
Boot up
Sneakin' Geekin' [x2]
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' I'm running round the lobby
Bootin up molly my fifth pocket
.23 missiles took off like a rocket
Walking in the Prada feeling like I'm 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 weeknd
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 backend
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 her after hour the molly on me sweat like Trinnidad
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[Verse 2]
Hanna Montana we dipping n' pa**ing
Geeked the f** up behind designer gla**es
My b**h say I'm 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
Throw it like f** 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
[Chorus]