Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Overseas , by - D-Block Europe. Release date: 18.11.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Overseas |
| The year has just started and right now |
| I’m looking for cribs overseas |
| I’m giving my lady some driving lessons in a hundred-grand Jeep |
| When you see me in public, no photos, man |
| I need some privacy please |
| Good girl, she just sat on my face |
| Now she’s saying her legs have gone weak |
| Bad, bad, see the jakes outside |
| Now I’m flushing the work down the toilet |
| Mad, mad, Richard Mille |
| A crib by the port and it’s imported, sad, sad |
| If you knew the truth 'bout that nigga |
| Then it would get awkward |
| And I know that nigga get money now |
| I am the nigga that taught him |
| Bro, I get the birds in, fuck a drought |
| Worker is misbehaving, chuck him out |
| I get the money, money from her house |
| Out in a lovely, lovely country town |
| I said if you care about her, fly her out |
| Go to the Louis store and buy it now |
| I’ma keep pouring till I’m running out |
| I just hit it from the back |
| She scared she running out |
| Ooh, young and lit |
| Money keep on coming in |
| Ooh, I keep a rock band on stand by |
| Pull up and drum that shit |
| Ooh, deep in it I’ma swim |
| Hand on heart I love this chick |
| Ooh, all them niggas round me family |
| Love them on some brother shit |
| She suck my soul, she done it like Ash Kaash |
| I keep on getting them flashbacks |
| I was OT so I had to bash |
| I almost thought about getting a cab back |
| Do it like Rico and video that |
| If we upload it it prolly get some backlash |
| Backshot, she got the ripple effect |
| It’s two 10's and I can’t help but slap that |
| Pull out, I don’t wanna be a dad yet |
| Plan B, baby, swallow that tablet |
| The way that she handle it this one talented |
| Pum pum soaking feel like I’m paddling |
| Back come round I’m a fan of it |
| Ride on a bike one time and I’m saddling |
| Ayo, her doctor working wonders |
| Damn, that’s a big circumference |
| Girl wet she don’t need no lube |
| When I’m 40th floor you should see the views (Alright) |
| She don’t wanna send me her pussy on Snapchat, mad man |
| I don’t wanna leak your nudes |
| How do I say without seeming rude? |
| Huh, I just wanna see if it’s cute |
| Shake that back like a video vixen |
| Diss one he don’t wanna be in my tunes |
| She wanna go Nobu just for the snap |
| If I pay for the tab you best eat your food |
| Word on the road it’s Cench get 100 a show |
| This hoe wanna see if it’s true |
| Posh ting she don’t wanna be with the squares no more |
| She said she wanna be with the goons |
| Thought she could hack it, not active |
| Too smokey now she wanna leave the room |
| The year has just started and right now |
| I’m looking for cribs overseas |
| I’m giving my lady some driving lessons |
| In a hundred-grand Jeep |
| When you see me in public, no photos, man |
| I need some privacy please |
| Good girl, she just sat on my face |
| Now she’s saying her legs have gone weak |
| Bad, bad, see the jakes outside |
| Now I’m flushing the work down the toilet |
| Mad, mad, Richard Mille |
| A crib by the port and it’s imported, sad, sad |
| If you knew the truth 'bout that nigga |
| Then it would get awkward |
| And I know that nigga get money now |
| I am the nigga that taught him |
| I love the trap |
| Quarter milli on cars and never enough |
| Couple milli I put it aside |
| Cop me a villa in Mars |
| She need 10 racks for her ass |
| And bro I put that on my dargs |
| My killers still swerving the Rona but that ain’t the reason for masks |
| I fill up the drum in the stick in a way |
| Spin it back like i’m Target |
| I sat in my kitchen I whip in a way |
| And I’m dropping off white and no garlic |
| It’s a carousel when I’m spinning the tray |
| Hitter my flights delayed |
| I told my lil nigga go flex in my Rollie no money to waste |
| The year has just started and right now |
| I’m looking for cribs overseas |
| I’m giving my lady some driving lessons |
| In a hundred-grand Jeep |
| When you see me in public, no photos, man |
| I need some privacy please |
| Good girl, she just sat on my face |
| Now she’s saying her legs have gone weak |
| Bad, bad, see the jakes outside |
| Now I’m flushing the work down the toilet |
| Mad, mad, Richard Mille |
| A crib by the port and it’s imported, sad, sad |
| If you knew the truth 'bout that nigga |
| Then it would get awkward |
| And I know that nigga get money now |
| I am the nigga that taught him |