Geech7 - Worst Lyrics

You must be out yo mind
I don't waste No time
I jus wanna kill the nigga
Jo say rip out his spine
Sono them my brother
Them ain no mob ties
We been talkin for 2days
She send a montage
Babygirl you cute
But i need a Minaj
Since you looking for fun time
Might not find none fun abt my grind
Jus rode past the state w p & 9
First plate for the breakdown i do this all time
2nd plate 28 qps yea the whole 9
yo face not good & yo brother try co-sign
I ride round bussin down I'm on autopilot
Mick don't smoke the bag he want straight profit
Niggas don't direct Shìt but they always poppin
Niggas hate us cause we locked in & choppin
Niggas hate y'all cause y'all patrol in & helicopt'in
Don't get yo block boxed in
I went to the pool party dolo the opps won't
talking bout nothing
My dummy say damn stupid i think they bluffin
beefing ona block they keep dick tucked in
Arguing w a bitch now they chest puffin
Keep my weed way from pills cause i don't like my food touching
I know the outcome , what it is & what it wasn't
Mystery how you got knocked off they gone be puzzled
I was outside ina rain standing in a puddle
Nigga running plays w ain discussed ina huddle
Popping my Shìt now cause ain nothing come from being humble
ain gotta hide behind no gun cause i can rumble
One day lose it all & come back double
If you never took a loss can you call yo self a hustler
I need a sawed off barrel hole look like a muffler
She suck me when she cop i think she my favorite customer
Nbs i really need a perk script a bus of them
That usta be yah luh baby you lost custody
got like 5 bitches tryna put me in a Burberry
niggas praying on my down fall they want the worst for me
Niggas play they gone see the worst of me

You must be out yo mind
I don't waste No time
I jus wanna kill the nigga
Jo say rip out his spine
Sono them my brother
Them ain no mob ties
We been talkin for 2days
She send a montage
Babygirl you cute
But i need a Minaj
Since you looking for fun time
Might not find none fun abt my grind
Jus rode past the state w p & 9
First plate for the breakdown i do this all time
2nd plate 28 qps yea the whole 9
yo face not good & yo brother try co-sign
I ride round bussin down I'm on autopilot
Mick don't smoke the bag he want straight profit
Niggas don't direct Shìt but they always poppin
Niggas hate us cause we locked in & choppin
Niggas hate y'all cause y'all patrol in & helicopt'in
Don't get yo block boxed in
I went to the pool party dolo the opps won't
talking bout nothing
My dummy say damn stupid i think they bluffin
beefing ona block they keep dick tucked in
Arguing w a bitch now they chest puffin
Keep my weed way from pills cause i don't like my food touching
I know the outcome , what it is & what it wasn't
Mystery how you got knocked off they gone be puzzled
I was outside ina rain standing in a puddle
Nigga running plays w ain discussed ina huddle
Popping my Shìt now cause ain nothing come from being humble
ain gotta hide behind no gun cause i can rumble
One day lose it all & come back double
If you never took a loss can you call yo self a hustler
I need a sawed off barrel hole look like a muffler
She suck me when she cop i think she my favorite customer
Nbs i really need a perk script a bus of them
That usta be yah luh baby you lost custody
got like 5 bitches tryna put me in a Burberry
niggas praying on my down fall they want the worst for me
Niggas play they gone see the worst of me