Overdose Songtext
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Overdose Songtext
It′s not by choice
Yea, this live that i'm living not a flunk
Got ma papers for vacation in the west
I got baguettes i′m still hungry for the next
Don't come in playing you gon lose your head
I'm serious
All these niggas live by glocks and die by glocks
It′s an overdose if you ain′t got no doctor
I got my wife she be cooking it's a feast
Don′t call me please
Shit running through ma head got me thinking overdose
Yea
Shit running through ma head got me thinking overdose
Yea
Stacks, glizzy, switches on my sleeves
Got me feeling bossy with ma gang and slimy on the street
Riches, blessings cover me with some fluffy Gucci sheets
Niggas needed racks so I push em some blocks and receipts
Took a sip of Henny and it's brushing through ma shitty shirt
If you wanna listen to ma music you gotta hold your breath
Itsy bitsy little spidey biting on my stinky neck
Peter Parker motherfucker ringing through ma fuckin head
We come around when it money jus say less
Private jets on my scheme it′s a mess
Fendi jeans, fendi heels on ma queen
We on the lot but we parking in the green
Shit running through ma head got me thinking overdose
Yea
Shit running through ma head got me thinking overdose
Yea
Yea, this live that i'm living not a flunk
Got ma papers for vacation in the west
I got baguettes i′m still hungry for the next
Don't come in playing you gon lose your head
I'm serious
All these niggas live by glocks and die by glocks
It′s an overdose if you ain′t got no doctor
I got my wife she be cooking it's a feast
Don′t call me please
Shit running through ma head got me thinking overdose
Yea
Shit running through ma head got me thinking overdose
Yea
Stacks, glizzy, switches on my sleeves
Got me feeling bossy with ma gang and slimy on the street
Riches, blessings cover me with some fluffy Gucci sheets
Niggas needed racks so I push em some blocks and receipts
Took a sip of Henny and it's brushing through ma shitty shirt
If you wanna listen to ma music you gotta hold your breath
Itsy bitsy little spidey biting on my stinky neck
Peter Parker motherfucker ringing through ma fuckin head
We come around when it money jus say less
Private jets on my scheme it′s a mess
Fendi jeans, fendi heels on ma queen
We on the lot but we parking in the green
Shit running through ma head got me thinking overdose
Yea
Shit running through ma head got me thinking overdose
Yea
Writer(s): Daniel Yeboah, Kirk Asamoa Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

