Lyrics
I... (What?)
Yeah, yeah
Chorus
I don't want beef with nobody 'cause, uhm, I be geekin'
I just wanna talk about me, uhm, I'm feelin' geeked in (Bih, yeah)
I been gettin' money to myself, I ain't even speakin' (Yeah, yeah)
And I just left my mama crib, I been gone for like a week, yeah (What?)
Got a million in my pocket, yeah, I ain't even sleepin' (What?)
Why he talkin' 'bout Cardi? Yeah, I been tryna eat him (Yeah)
He ain't even know I'm geeked up, I might have to freak him (Yeah)
Verse 1
I just wanna tell the truth (What?), I ain't even keepin' it
I been on some real street, don't tell me that I'm preachin' it (Yeah, preach)
I been poppin' pills with Carti, you can get you one if you need it (Yeah, need)
I don't wanna talk 'bout money, 'cause I know I'm 'bout it, believe it (Yeah, believe it)
Verse 2
Yeah, that's facts (Yeah), I been in the field tryna stack (Stack)
I'm with Baby Keem and I'm strapped (Strapped), we just ran up a rack (Rack)
I just seen Barack Obama, told him, "You a, uh, ack" (Ack)
He ain't nothin' but a female, yeah, I just called him a wack (Yeah)
Verse 3
Yeah, I know he think that I'm talkin' 'bout him (Yeah), that's facts
Yeah, I know he think I'm talkin' 'bout him (Facts), that's cap (What?)
Yeah, we can't even talk about him (What?), 'cause he a wack (What?)
Chorus
Yeah, uhm, I just wanna talk about me (Me), uhm, I'm feelin' geeked in (Yeah)
And I just left my mama crib, I been gone for like a week, yeah (Yeah)
Got a million in my pocket, yeah, I ain't even sleepin' (Yeah)
Why he talkin' 'bout Cardi? Yeah, I been tryna eat him (Yeah)


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