Thrash - Overflow lyrics

Tie me up on this one And keep that in that too Still thuggin ,i don't know b**h 4eva Hoping me that drink will quick n***a breathe [Hook] Walking in this b**h with my rolle glowing Because there is work at the block that is overflowing All n***as hating be overflowing Because i unload the clip when it's overloaded 2 X [Verse 1 Skeme] Walking in this b**h with a knock homie I am like watch a homie because you are not the homie Spot a b**h that i want it then got her homie She got all that a** that i make her pop for me Tell her do what doing You a who*e and i knew it What you had in shot and I blew it I mix up my fluids Remain a trill , i m true-est I stack my profits like i am a j**ish Flow go on unstopped I just want , bought that new benz Drive that who*e under influence I might just do doughnuts Pop me two pills and go up If you don't got paper then don't show up I drink on,that drinking don't slow up My n***a say they gonna ride to die But, the sh** they throw up Hope that you pussies know that's the trooph I am gangsta Go chordy on me out of boof Ain't who*e, ain't go f**ing get the boot b**h i go hunger games by the loo I just have gotta call me skeme the wolf You n***as say you thuggin, where the proof [Hook] [Verse 2 Billy] I am a bad b**h like woof woof Run up on me get your wick puss Has it, did it , yeah i m real stush I get bookoo money then i blow kush Go ask about me how to rap good p**y good and neck good Reselect it and when it come to n***as I won't make it bounce unless the cheque good I was never local I was state to state Making music on a moving place Probably had your little sister busting days Speaks the upper bit, imposed on the pay b**h you know I ain't poping, I am respecting the hate I am so hungry,b**h I m scraping the plate Get to what I do and got what it takes Can't understand me the real criblet Walking in this hoe-ing and b**h was going If i stand my fingers ,think a n***a coming I ain't never had to ask my name Because the young b**h get lots of money One thing is hoe-ing that b**h was doing If i stand my fingers think your b**hes coming They can't see with me, these b**hes bumming They can't f** with me, how many b**hes bugging [Hook] [Verse 3 Thrash ] Havana to cashna Pretty b**h with them back shots Counting money in my living room With city viewing in the backdraw Shooters with me like BlackOps Young n***a go get that bankroll Gotta gotta like i can't ball I got foreign faces on these bank notes yeah As just so appear my money is on Lamborghinis And clearance on the ground like Seat barriers in barracks on a vanceboro[?] But supreme on the balance The supreme What I m wearing My kicks is the ravest My spot need pool with a ocean uterus My art on the walls that i loft up in paris Ferraris to whip on me, update like paris I am the one they know it It's been a long one and they know it Whipped a lot in foreign, exotic foreign fabbys on my body Yeah yeah yeah yeah