OverSeas - song lyrics
Pack touchdown from overseas
I like my bread with extra cheese
I wonder how you heard of me?
Oh whyte, yeh he was serving me
Hold on baby don't be swerving
Got a whole life sentence in the back of the trunk
Plug with the assist, alley oop, dunk
Missed a whole play, i was too slumped
But it don't matter ima get it right back
Uncle sam ima tax when u having that thrax
Never played tennis but i played them racks
No UPS i play with them packs
No CVS i flip me sum scrips
No CBS heard they giving out tips
Fuck the police i'm zipping my lips
Get charged like a bull over unnecessary shit
Stay calm, stay cool, leave em stuck like a tick
Cannonball, no pool, i splash with the drip
Hit the mall, pop tags, got sacks like fifth
They saying i'm that, smoking purple datpiff
Drip with the specs, young whyte clark kent
Say it with ya pecs, betta say what you meant
Gunna bust down my wrist, a stone for every accomplishment
Twelve want me to drop sum names, i told them pigs i ain't dropping shit
Ballin like the hall of fame on offense you ain't stopping it
Boy you like a toaster, microwave how i'm popping it
Stretch it like rubber when i play with them bands
Fat extra blubber got to use two hands
Never gone love her, must be stupid
Never got shot, i shot cupid
Skrrt off the lot, that's a new whip
Ride on my wave, you need cruise ship
Minimum wage, i can't do it
Chase a check, i just do it
Pack touchdown from overseas
I like my bread with extra cheese
I wonder how you heard of me?
Oh whyte, yeh he was serving me
Hold on baby don't be swerving
Got a whole life sentence in the back of the trunk
Plug with the assist, alley oop, dunk
Missed a whole play, i was too slumped
But it don't matter ima get it right back
Uncle sam ima tax when u having that thrax
Never played tennis but i played them racks
No UPS i play with them packs
No CVS i flip me sum scrips
No CBS heard they giving out tips
Woofers in the trunk, i was beating the block
Me and my brudda had the game on lock
All i know is grind, the grind don't stop
Third finger an opp, two times for a cop
Clean with the drip, wet floor new mop
Paper got strips, that's that new guap
Take my shot like a ruger
Swish that bitch like a hooper
No ben and jerry's, i'll go scoop her
Ready for war, she my trooper
She fein like i'm crack, when i play with them racks
Talk nothing but facts, cannot get attached
Wait for a pack, just to triple it back
Got team like tag, gotta stay in yo bag
A ten like mac, stay away from my apple
Drip juice like snapple, take risks like raffle
They always want beef, betta find u a cattle
Stay in yo place, this the wrong cage to rattle
Acting all hard be the first one to tattle
Flashing they metal, ain't ready for battle
Foot on the pedal, ride out with no saddle
Cake no batter, my pockets gettin fatter
Mind over matter, i ain't with all the chatter
Start pointing em out, they all gone scatter
Pack touchdown from overseas
I like my bread with extra cheese
I wonder how you heard of me?
Oh whyte, yeh he was serving me
Hold on baby don't be swerving
Got a whole life sentence in the back of the trunk
Plug with the assist, alley oop, dunk
Missed a whole play, i was too slumped
But it don't matter ima get it right back
Uncle sam ima tax when u having that thrax
Never played tennis but i played them racks
No UPS i play with them packs
No CVS i flip me sum scrips
No CBS heard they giving out tips
