[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 [Chorus] [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]