Gëek High Lyrics by Yeat ft. Ken Carson

[Chorus: Yeat]
Goontex!
Yeah, real geekers
Yeah, I just pulled up with the mob
I just pulled up with the team (Yeah, real geekers)
Yeah, I just pulled up with the mob on me
Got the team (Yeah, real geekers)
Yeah, I hit up Eliantte
I need diamond rings (Yeah, real geekers)
I pop a Tesla, it's helping the climate
I just been geeked up like twenty-four-seven
Yeah, twenty-four-seven
Your baby gon' pull up on me
She suck dick, it's like Heaven, yeah
Yeah, it's like Heaven
I pour the 7-Eleven double cup of my drankie, yeah
Drankie First thing I did in the morning
When I woke up took a cranky
Then I got to the junkie, yeah

[Verse 1: Yeat]
It's a geek vibe when it get to the weekend
Fuck that, nah, every day, I been tweakin'
You better say all that shit if you mean it
I'm on the side of the Benz (Skrrt)
Couldn't decide if I'm fuckin' my thottie
Or fuckin' her friends (Yeah)
We on the side, we don't think 'bout winnin'
All we do is count up these bands (Mills)
I told these lil' broke boys to go fuck off
Got they advance in my hands, yeah
I like to wake up and geek up
Go straight to the sky
I don't got no plans, yeah (Nah)
Tapped in with the fashion
I pulled up to fashion week
I been out in France, yeah
I don't give a fuck what you sayin'
Give a fuck 'bout the critics
I don't care who impressed, yeah (Fuck 'em)
I just pulled up with a YFM hoodie
And Issey Miyake the vest, yeah
I gotta call up my main vibe, yeah
She suck dick the best (Uh)
I just be geekin' up
So I don't gotta worry
I don't gotta stress (Uh)
Yeah, ah-ah

[Verse 2: Ken Car$on]
I just pulled up on your ho, boy, don't tweak
I just pulled up on your gang
And they ain't do nothin' to me
He talkin' down on my name
But ain't got more money than me
If he talkin' down on my gang
My twizzy gon' pull up and tweak
My twizzy gon' pull up and tweak
If you run, we gon' shoot at your feet
If you run, we gon' shoot;
Put that pussy lil' boy on a tee
Turn him to a tattoo
Now it's R.I.P. you
I skrrt off in that coupe
I pulled up with the knots
I pulled off with your boo
I'm a rockstar, I rock out
And I do whatever I wanna do
I'm sippin' on drank, I'm sippin' on juice
I popped a G5 to give me a boost
I get high, I don't get tired
I fuck her 'til she loose
Think I need a massage
Think I need a masseuse
My bank account said I don't like savin' hoes
I'm gettin' too much money
You know I can't lose

[Chorus: Yeat & Ken Car$on]
Goontex!
Yeah, real geekers (Yeah)
I just pulled up with the mob
I just pulled up with the team
(Yeah, real geekers
I just pulled up with the mob)
Yeah, I just pulled up with the mob on me
Got the team (Yeah, real geekers, mob)
Yeah, I hit up Eliantte
I need diamond rings
(Yeah, real geekers, diamonds floss)
I pop a Tesla, it's helping the climate
I just been geeked up like twenty-four-seven, yeah
Twenty-four-seven (Geeked up, geeked up, geeked up)
Your baby gon' pull up on me
She suck dick, it's like Heaven, yeah
Yeah, it's like Heaven (She sucky, sucky me up)
I pour the 7-Eleven double cup of my drankie, yeah
Drankie (I'm pourin' up this lean, uh)
First thing I did in the morning when I woke up
Took a cranky, then I got to the junkie, yeah

[Outro: Ken Car$on]
Just pulled up with the mob
I just pulled up with the team
I just pulled up with a freak and
She wanna come home and geek
Huh, with my twizzy
Huh, Yeat, yeah