Overseas

I got the Bags from LV shipped from overseas

(From overseas)

I keep a stash in my jeans, these are full of green

(They full of green)

Bad bitches got Versace, dripping in Celine

(Ok)

Got Burberry on my sweater, swear I'm saying cheese

(Smiling hard)

Flexing hard in the mirror, got my style on freeze

(Frozone)

All this drip that got 'em staring, call it self-esteem

(oh no)

Got the Benz, pushin' leather, ridin' through the breeze

(Yeah, yeah)

Counting blessings, stacking paper, yeah, I'm chasing dreams

(Cash)

Every move is a movie, living every scene

Money talkin, it's forever, stackin' up my fees

Ain't no limit to the hustle boy I work with ease

I'm boss, so I don't tussle, I just work the Gen

I could tussle if I want to, got the golden hands

I stay fly, I'm just a fly guy, fuck the other side

I might just ride by, thought I couldn't slide, keep fye

I got the drop my brothers told me not to do it

(Like bro don't do it)

Like bro don't crash we'll get him knocked up out his shoes

(We'll get him knocked lil nigga)

I want him dead and I ain't lying that's the truth

(That's the truth)

I talked to God, had me crying through the roof

(I prayed to God)

I smoked that pack then I finally had to move

(Shit was mid though)

If I ain't do it I'd have something left to prove

(I was a kid though)

These niggas slimy, killed their brother for the juice, yeah

(HE was just a kid though)

One of 12 twin we call that nigga Judas

No more morals in the streets, niggas switched up

(He so slimy)

Cocaine and bad bitches, I was bricked up

(She so naughty)

Star gazing the baguettes, she a trick now

(so lost)

Overseas, she fuck my brodie, she for rent now

(she so lost)

We just pass em' to the bros, shawty tricked out