Top Songs By twogeebs
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
twogeebs
Performer
Mighty Joe Young
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Onafowora
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mighty Joe Young
Producer
Lyrics
I smoke a Geeb then I enter tha booth
It's no debate on what I'm questioned to do
Only respecting a few
That geebs nigga who be next to tha 2
So I'm guessing that makes me tha one
Better get you a gun
If you don't like me
Stopping me is unlikely
It's very rare that Zilla hitting tha brakes
I smoke a geeb then I finish tha race
I'm talking to press why Niggas on they first lap
Ya tape dropped not a soul asked who heard that
Geeb Tapes we almost at 4 like tha third snap
Bitch I'm higher than Beyoncé tickets
These corny rappers need to stop tha gimmicks
Ya tik toks aint hittin
No drive you ain't got provision
Im cutting close to tha chest like a top incision
Geeb Tape 4 like I hit tha lottery
I go so hard viagra tryna sponsor me
From Dallas to Jersey my email filled with lots of beats
Tha tape is not complete
Just pop a seat, it's poppy seeds
That mean tha tape is dope and got you roped like boxing rings
So that's a rope a dope but no nigga not Ali
It's Muhammad Geebs
It's almost like a prophecy
I love badges in 2K just not police
Tell Bill Gates look out for me
I'm putting viruses on windows 11
Better send for tha reverend
Cuz it's a prob when Zilla F. in town
Did a show at FKR and shut that motherfucker down
This year I ain't fucking round
Pushing so many agendas tha world is fallen over
These idols you worship is Satan's fallen soldiers
But I ain't preaching tho
Bitches stuck on stupid I ctrl alt delete tha hoe
Ya peace you gotta keep it tho
Shorty mad today bout some shit I did weeks ago
Nigga I don't even know
And I'm still rocking dirty vans
Now we got more than 30 fans
Shit was hot man I couldn't even work a fan
Back when serving grams
With misfits like New Jersey bands
Twogeebs don't you forget tha name
I'm wrecking fame
Leaving rappers drenched in shame
Nigga we don't bench tha same
Comparisons is senseless
I'm benching a thousand pounds you riding tha bench bitch
No map needed I get lost in tha beat
I can go without talking for weeks
When they put ya fucking album on niggas start falling asleep
That shit should come with a coffee for free
Life sucks but everythings great
Im homophobic man everythings straight
Even tha beef I'm respecting tha hate
I'm getting blocked from lexa to Gates
Geeb Tape 4 y'all setting tha date
I need some cash bout to get me a brinx
Niggas washed like they next to tha sink
Smoke a joint while I'm getting the ink
Shout out my nigga Kevin
Central Ave tha best tats never second
Shout out to Nick John and and Carly
To harm me you gon need a fucking army
With a fucking army
With a fucking army
With a fucking army
With a fucking army
With a fucking army
Writer(s): David Onafowora
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