The Gemini Effect Songtext
von R‐Mean

Raw sounds (ahahahah) yeah

Hungry like a younger me I′m out here tryna get food
The Gemini effect, I'm quick to switch up to the next mood
Legends and the vets fuck with me, they don′t respect you
Never happen like YG flying JetBlue

Dawg you dealing with a don
Always right, never wrong
In the valley with a tech, we ain't talking Silicon
Titties full of silicone
Hit it raw like the shit she be sniffing on
Throw the powder in the air like I'm Lebron

My shooter Reggie Miller
White boy call him Larry Bird
Shout out Boston Massachusetts
East to west we gettin′ heard
From the bottom we emerged, come to collect
Buzzer beater, top of the paint, nothing but net


I been putting numbers on the board
Live and dying by the sword
′Til the day I gain wings
I'll be flat

No remorse
Been in wars
Married women, intercourse
In a Porsche Panamera getting lifted
Lift the doors
Here′s your broad

I don't want yo′ bitch
Here you go, you can have her back
I just gave her dick, nothing more
That's an actual fact

Dawg don′t make a scene, this is mean
You know bitches cream
Louis V Supreme
Count the green on a triple beam


I'm about a dollar bitch
Fuck you and your trauma bitch
This shit hitting harder than your daddy hit your mama bitch
Watch me, how the karma shift
Lotta chips
These gon' turn to red bottoms
When I kick you in the face with Prada kicks

Their closet ain′t designer
Full of H&M and Zara
Y′all be faking like your followers
We came up from the bottom

Type to change up for a dollar
Wipe the hate up of my collar
Blazing up the la-la
Kingin' like I′m Drake up in Toronto

Go from zero to a hundred real quick
Dawg, the skills lit
You ain't looking like the type of cat I′m tryna build with
On the real, real shit
Grab the tommy, Hillfig
We be off that Cookies, not the type you drinking milk with

Smoking like I'm Wiz Khalifa rolling up that Lost Angel
Every weekend sipping XO, yes we′re all Abel
In this jungle, don't mean Esco's brother
Long draco on my lap with 12 apostles sitting at a tall table

I know even Christ know
Ready for that Gyro (beef)
You ain′t never done this shit
Don′t need your advice bro
Chasing clout and all the clicks
Stop with all that corny shit
The way I'm sonning rappers I′m officially their guardian

Parenting MCs
Ain't no comparing ′em to me
One of the greatest ever do it what my narrative will be
This shit like therapy to me, more than some weed and a drink
Me in the booth like Anthony Soprano seeing a shrink

Goin' crazy on ′em all
Dawg you witnessing the rise, never fall
Yeah they say that boy cold, Montreal
Sit back, look at the game, I'm appalled
Fuck 'em all (yeah)