Lil Tracy, UnoTheActivist, Warhol.SS, Diego Money - Overseas lyrics
[Lil Tracy, UnoTheActivist, Warhol.SS, Diego Money - Overseas lyrics]
'Member I was broke, now I get that cheese
I ain't have no jewels
Now my neck on freeze
I ain't have no shows, now I'm over seas
They ain't know my name now
They know me globally yeah yeah, hah hah
Bitch I'm 500 degrees
Ooh she ain't know my name but
She seen me on TV and these nigga
(s) lame tryna hand me they CD's
I got global status
I get racks from overseas
Pull up wit' the chopper they gon'
Bring it to his knee, ooh ooh
Cock back let that bit'
Bang, let him breath, hol' up ooh
I pull back, switch lane, Ferrari
Check my lane bit', Google, Safari
Told her I don't play no game bit' nah
Atari please excuse my swag bitch, parton me
And I'm flexin' on my last bit'
Look at me pull up in the Jag' bit, big 40
Check me out I'm swaggin' like I
Hopped right out the ski resort
Nosey nigga study all my business
Like a book report
Andy what they say for short
Ball on any nigga that ain't in my court
I get it straight out the port
No they can't get to the fort
Fake kickin' he gon' fuck up the case
Funny niggas get up go and I'm straight
Ice water my neck, I gotta big bag I check
Young nigga gon' flex, that's all I know
Big bag I blow, roll these bands at the show
Came wit' my niggas
Boy I came wit' my niggas
Runnin' 'round counting figures
Counting figures, yeah
Ridin' 'round
Counting figures wit' my niggas
Ridin' 'round
Counting figures wit' my niggas
I'm puttin' in work, you know
Wait, hol' up, you don't
Fuck any bitch that I want
Boy I can't love no lil' hoe
I love money you know
I love hunnids' you know
I love money you know
I love hunnids' you know
This the wave you can't surf with us
You can't ride wit' us
Can't get high wit' us
Smilin' at yo main bitch, mouth iced up
Smokin' dope, pop a xan
I ain't high enough
Yeah, I'm a star, fuck whoever bitch
Yeah, bust a nut on a actress
Yeah I'm skinny but I'm flexin' bitch
Yeah, got your bitch sendin' messages, yeah
I ain't have no jewels
Now my neck on freeze
I ain't have no shows, now I'm over seas
They ain't know my name now
They know me globally yeah yeah, hah hah
Bitch I'm 500 degrees
Ooh she ain't know my name but
She seen me on TV and these nigga
(s) lame tryna hand me they CD's
I got global status
I get racks from overseas
Pull up wit' the chopper they gon'
Bring it to his knee, ooh ooh
Cock back let that bit'
Bang, let him breath, hol' up ooh
I pull back, switch lane, Ferrari
Check my lane bit', Google, Safari
Told her I don't play no game bit' nah
Atari please excuse my swag bitch, parton me
And I'm flexin' on my last bit'
Look at me pull up in the Jag' bit, big 40
Check me out I'm swaggin' like I
Hopped right out the ski resort
Nosey nigga study all my business
Like a book report
Andy what they say for short
Ball on any nigga that ain't in my court
I get it straight out the port
No they can't get to the fort
Fake kickin' he gon' fuck up the case
Funny niggas get up go and I'm straight
Ice water my neck, I gotta big bag I check
Young nigga gon' flex, that's all I know
Big bag I blow, roll these bands at the show
Came wit' my niggas
Boy I came wit' my niggas
Runnin' 'round counting figures
Counting figures, yeah
Ridin' 'round
Counting figures wit' my niggas
Ridin' 'round
Counting figures wit' my niggas
I'm puttin' in work, you know
Wait, hol' up, you don't
Fuck any bitch that I want
Boy I can't love no lil' hoe
I love money you know
I love hunnids' you know
I love money you know
I love hunnids' you know
This the wave you can't surf with us
You can't ride wit' us
Can't get high wit' us
Smilin' at yo main bitch, mouth iced up
Smokin' dope, pop a xan
I ain't high enough
Yeah, I'm a star, fuck whoever bitch
Yeah, bust a nut on a actress
Yeah I'm skinny but I'm flexin' bitch
Yeah, got your bitch sendin' messages, yeah