[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