Album Cover GERONIMO

GERONIMO

Zivsick

7

I just caught a flow, Mase on honor roll

I dive in her wave, geronimo!

Why they call on me?Tell me honestly

Shawty give me space, you oughta see

All my homeboys puffin′ O.G. smoke!

We got the money, still don't do prerolls!

Yeah, y′all don't know what the fuck I been through

The stuff I been doin'

December and June

Only push boundaries when I push the pen through

Leave the girl alone if she don′t fuckin′ want to

We don't trust no one that′s been around for weeks

Oh!

Fix your fuckin' face

What you mad at me for?

Y′all should play the organ, 'cause 888 is preaching

Like I just feel her organs, swear that this shit′s instinctive

And she winkin'

And I'm sinkin′

My third eye ain′t fuckin' blinkin′

Velvet voodoo, she soft, too cruel

Don't touch my heart bitch! Got a boo boo!

Leave me fuckin ′lone

Been by myself today, yeah

I'ma ascend to another world

I think I′ll be okay, yeah

I tried to get in contact with God

So please, just call me back

'Cause I'm on my way to Heaven

And all I can do is laugh, huh

Bitch coming at me with the piece, ah!

Got the diesel?

Cuz I need all that I can

Motherfuck a free thought and the law

The police wanna get the man

But they gotta shoot my ass dead if they wanna see me fall off

I′d rather chop off my head than have you see what I saw

Bitch coming at me with the piece, ah!

Got the diesel?

Cuz I need all that I can

Motherfuck a free thought and the law

The police wanna get the man

But they gotta shoot my ass dead if they wanna see me fall off

I′d rather chop off my head than have you see what I saw (1, 2, 3, 4!)

I just happen to be the baddest dude

Might just slap a fool, leave him black and blue

Not a ragged dude, keep it half of 2

Flow be catching on like I had the flu

I been playing bitches like it's fucking FIFA

I got millions per appearance like the Mona Lisa, uh

Got a lotta dough, make my pockets swole

Dive inside a hoe, say geronimo

Rapping monotone, wait, I gotta go

Vale, vamonos

See ya, laku noć

Baby, di mi nombre, like I′m Rosalía

I'm contando tutti I soldi, santo, mama mia

I′m the wrong guy to be fucking with, I'm just sayin′

I'm going crazy, bitch I'm untamed

Walking over these features, Ableton my runway

Fuck a Bugatti, gimme Hyundai

I don′t got a whip but maybe some day

Vanguard work together, we back and better, this road is not a one way

Bitch I′m on the 401

Aux cord got So Much Fun

Windows just broke open

I'm in Hoboken

Stole a whip, drive slow motion

Took a tab like Joe Rogan

I′m starting to hallucinate

My bodies going numb

Got no control, nowhere to go

Don't wanna stop, nowhere to run, ah!

Bitch coming at me with the piece, ah!

Got the diesel?

Cuz I need all that I can

Motherfuck a free thought and the law

The police wanna get the man

But they gotta shoot my ass dead if they wanna see me fall off

I′d rather chop off my head than have you see what I saw

Bitch coming at me with the piece, ah!

Got the diesel?

Cuz I need all that I can

Motherfuck a free thought and the law

The police wanna get the man

But they gotta shoot my ass dead if they wanna see me fall off

I'd rather chop off my head than have you see what I saw

I really wish I looked like Leo in ′97

I'm trippin' off mighty beverages

I′m needing 90 reverends

Repent all my loss!

The way I take bodies, bitch

Like she only bump Roddy Ricch, get my "Box" from a shoddy bitch

I got new Vans, got new Birk′s

And I'm lookin′ mighty cute

Baby

I just robbed Daniel for his shoes

Give me the loot, baby

7 rings on my hand

One for all my deadly sins

Even though one told me

Not to call her again

UH!

I got PRBLMS like I'm 6LACK (Six-Lack!)

But I′m not from East Atlanta

Give these bitches heart attacks

I could turn you to a phantom

Bitch I'm climbing up the ranks like I′m prestiged to top

And people hating on everything like they fiending for flaws

This is only the begging, bro

I stack it to the ceiling, yo

My name ain't Aubrey Graham

But I get you in your feelings, hoe!

The only 6ix I care about is them figures

I bring my dogs to the top so we all getting bigger

Everyone want to get bigger with me

Everybody want to kick it with me

I'ma pull that lever, know I′m better

Than my baby′s ex, please

Yeah, I'ma go crazy

Cheque, Please!

Got Raf Simmons on my sleeve

Got a pint of pussy, right where I should be

Step on all you berries

You silly

Am I really tho?

Dress like I′m Billie, got bigger clothes

Rap like I'm Kenny, I′ma butterfly

Take off that cap, you ain't gotta lie

Takeoff like rockets, honestly

Y′all bitches don't mean none to me

I'm an inspiration, I lead the wave

And I′m loud as fuck, I′m luxury

I said "Hodie! Alleluia!"

Swear that I might catch a case

I'll sock it to ya!

And she say she know my name

I run right though her!

Yeah, she look like Mia Wallace from "Pulp Fiction"

I love that girl, she′s so independent

This shit cold as hell, I'm putting on my mittens

Gotta show myself, and I ain′t never finished

'Til I know myself

It′s just me and Mason, ain't no one else, it's the holy grail

I need therapy but I′m quarantined

And I′m stuck at home, I can't fucking sleep

Like an insomniac, I stole a Pontiac

And I stole the show, I never brought it back

That shit was hard

Ay, light me some sage

I got you