Geek Squad

[Intro: TrDee]

(Ooh, Austin)

They don't treat you how they treat me, guess I'm on a pedestal

Why you—?

(Ha, ha, ha)

[Verse 1: TrDee]

They don't treat you how they treat me, guess I'm on a pedestal

Why you always dick suckin', who told you that shit was cool?

Why you actin' like a demon? You ain't never broke a rule

I know it's gon' come in handy, so I always keep a tool

I be good under pressure, even when the lights bright

I know that your dog bark, but he soft, he don't bite

I call bro Luke Kennard 'cause he shoot, he don't fight (Brrt)

Call me Calvin Cambridge 'cause I ball just like Mike

[Verse 2: StanWill]

Demons with me when I pull up in that "What the hell?"

My life GTA, got more chicken than Cluckin' Bell

Barkin' like a pit', we seen him, he was tuckin' tail

Bro on ten with G-11, we don't fuck with 12

Old bitch be blowin' up my phone, I need another cell

If I'm with bro and got two dollars, bro got one as well

Went on a drill, up my hammer, he got fuckin' nailed

Thousand on my ho and that's just for some hair and fuckin' nails

[Verse 3: BabyTron]

Heard he stuck inside a jail, I'm finna up his bail

Movin' 'round so slow, you'd think I drunk a snail

Glock four-O, piss me off and I'ma up the Yale

Walkin' ROFL, your life just a fuckin' fail

DogShit Militia, we might bark, but don't tuck no tail

How the fuck I stay on my grind and I ain't touched the rail?

You bet' not touch my cup, you bet' not touch my mail

TRX doodle-do offroad, I'm like, "Fuck that trail"

[Verse 4: TrDee]

Just got flipped to Indiana, what the Haliburton? (What the Haliburton?)

You not going through depression, you just broke and hurtin' (You just broke)

Tryna get my shine on, why you closed the curtain? (Why you do that?)

I can't just give out the sauce, this shit worth a Birkin (A lot)

Why you actin' like a dime and you ain't worth a penny? (You ain't worth none)

Man, I'm ballin' just like Beasley, let me hit the shimmy (Let me hit the shimmy)

They know us from coast to coast, really, every city (Every city)

Bet it's worth a couple thousand if I sign her titties (I bet)

You ain't even worth my time, I can't waste it on you (I can't waste it on you)

You can give the throne up or we can take it from you (We can take it from you)

They like, "TrDee, you crispy, who threw bacon on you?"

When you doin' something that they not, they be hatin' on you

[Verse 5: StanWill]

I'm so crispy, you would think a nigga deep fried

All these drugs and all these buffies, we the Geek Squad

Up some chicken on your ho, I bet she meat ride

Take the torch and fire a nigga up just like a three-five

Having lucid dreams, ridin' 'round with three 9s

You'd think I'd need a medkit how I'm in revive

I can see right through a ho like I got three eyes

Thought my name was Joe, I got more stripes than G.I.

Think we scrappin', he gon' E after the D-I

Get your ho, she on my P after the T-I

The bitches don't fuck with our oppies, I can see why

Twenties, they might touch the roof, I stack my hundreds knee-high

[Verse 6: BabyTron]

You know the denim cryin' tears if I play the Levis

ATL in Northside Drive like I'm T.I.

This the new Hellcat, might hear it meow

If I miss the three, TrDeezy got the rebound

And the putback

She got some badass kids, but some good cat

Eighty dollar eighth for some mids, this a jugg pack

Lil' bitch actin' bad, hashtag whoop that

Why he actin' big and bad? Hashtag whoop him

If I pull up with that skillet, I'll hashtag cook him

Pull up presi' tint, hashtag try and look in

Talkin' 'bout that punchin' dead, can you try a good BIN?

[Outro: BabyTron]

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