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Skrilla - Geeked Up (Official Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Skrilla
Skrilla
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jemille Edwards
Jemille Edwards
Songwriter
Kevin Raiola
Kevin Raiola
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mvmbo
Mvmbo
Producer
MixedByNick
MixedByNick
Mixing Engineer
Doctor H
Doctor H
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

(Yeah it’s skrilla… yeah it’s skrilla.. yeah it’s me)
(Yeah it’s me)
(Get the ambulance)
The devil saved me
Cut his throat bitch he a chicken head
With my gangsters or my thugs bitch I ain’t got no friends
Fourty ordy walk him down like he ain’t got no legs
All the drugs up in my body I ain’t got no meds
(Bitch I’m geeked up)
Flowing through the hood ain’t no tint this a fishbowl
Finding Nemo you can’t find that boul’ like Waldo
These **** cap like Leonardo
I broke her back gave her a rack go pay ya’ car note
I’m out my body Jackie Chan karate chop the brick (bitch I’m geeked up)
Bruce Leeroy
Bro keep blowing up my phone he want me do the hits
I’m dropping jewels up in the booth this ain’t no hit or miss
Trynna get my words up out my body speaking tongues
My shooter cracked that … that boy ain’t make it home
I cracked a four dump in my sprite I’m in my zone
(Cracking fours for real)
My shooter blacked out boy you got to watch ya’ tone
Hand to hand dealing we serving palm angels
Talks with Lucifer
The devil saved me god ain’t save me
How the bitch say she love me, she ain’t even want my baby
Feel like Friday god did but god ain’t save me
Making deals with the devil tell him Palm Ang’ me (Dope did)
I need a lo tee don’t try to Haines me
I dropped dope did cause that’s what saved me
I dropped block hot cause that’s what raised me
Sold my soul to I don’t een’ know but you can’t blame me
I’m the hottest drug dealer up in my neighborhood
When the cops see me they jump out boy you know what’s good
Yeah I know
Shackle body head to toe
Where Ogun?
Just call up Shaka, ain’t no Biggie feel like Pac
Bitch who shot ya?
(Bitch who shot ya)
Just call up Shaka, ain’t no Biggie feel like Pac
Bitch who shot ya?
Cut his throat bitch he a chicken head
(He a chicken head)
With my gangsters or my thugs bitch I ain’t got no friends
Fourty ordy walk him down like he ain’t got no legs
All the drugs up in my body I ain’t got no meds
(Bitch I’m geeked up)
Flowing through the hood ain’t no tint this a fishbowl
Finding Nemo you can’t find that boul’ like Waldo
These **** cap like Leonardo
I broke her back gave her a rack go pay ya’ car note
(The devil saved me)
Yeah it’s skrilla
Yeah it’s me
Written by: Jemille Edwards, Kevin Raiola, Skrilla
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