Translation of the song lyrics Me Fui de Over - Jon Z

Me Fui de Over (original)

Me fui de over, over, over, over…
High Quality on the beat
Me fui de over, overdose
Anoche no sé qué pasó
Desperté con dos en mi habitación
Una peli negro, una rubia blonde
Me fui de over, overdose
Y fue cuando me di ese shot
Desperté con dos en mi habitación
Las dos están dura, gracias a Dios
De lo que me acuerdo es un chispito
Como 5 hookah, 20 litros
El combo completo, estamo a circuito
2 libras de pasto y creo que es poquito
Nigga I’m so hot, siento que levito
Mi cuerpo en el aire, las Retro en el piso
Un party hijueputa escuchando a Wiso
Estaba bien borracho, me caí pa’l piso
Me encontré a mi pana con par de gatas
No eran dos o tres, eran par de gatas
Enseñando las cachas, estaban bien borracha
Una se llama Jenny y la otra Natasha
La rubia es Neisha, la flaca es pata
La negra es loca, bebe ron chata
Prendemos un turro y se arrebata
En el peliculeo ella se retrata
To’a son Boricuas, una es Catracha
A mí no me graben, yo no tengo Snapchat
Cuida’o con mi ropa que se me mancha
Mañana es Domingo, nos vamos en la lancha
Tres cajas e' Corona, Blacky a la roca
Una nota cabrona, las gatas bien loca
Besándose el cuello, tocándose to’a
Me dio un shot de Blue y me fui de boca
Estoy bien loco, yo lo sé
Tengo en el sistema
Marihuana, ron, Percocet
Pa' olvidar los problemas
Estoy bien loco, yo lo sé
Tengo en el sistema
Marihuana, ron, Percocet
Pa' olvidar los problemas
Me fui de over, overdose
Anoche no sé qué pasó
Desperté con dos en mi habitación
Una peli negro, una rubia blonde
Me fui de over, overdose
Y fue cuando me di ese shot
Desperté con dos en mi habitación
Las dos están dura, gracias a Dios
Estaba bien vola’o, bien algarete
Escuchando a Hector, los mozalbete
Con y los clarinetes
Un pana mío fuga’o, con to' y grillete
Tengo redonda y quien me la recete
Corta y palo pa’l que se preste
Fumo tanto pasto, perfuma’o con pete
Mai' ando fuga’o, no me etiquete
Botando humo como chimenea
Una jala del blunt y te patea
El pana mío siempre se tumba la fea
Vomite escondi’o pa' que no me vean
Me subio la nota, prendi un cigarillo
Le froto la tota, le sale el caldillo
Nos fuimo' a fueguillo con to' mi corillo
Si tú tiene gato pues yo soy tu chillo
Estoy bien loco, yo lo sé
Tengo en el sistema
Marihuana, ron, Percocet
Pa' olvidar los problemas
Estoy bien loco, yo lo sé
Tengo en el sistema
Marihuana, ron, Percocet
Pa' olvidar los problemas
Me fui de over, overdose
Anoche no sé qué pasó
Desperté con dos en mi habitación
Una peli negro, una rubia blonde
Me fui de over, overdose
Y fue cuando me di ese shot
Desperté con dos en mi habitación
Las dos están dura, gracias a Dios
Viajo sin ver
Jon Z men
Duran The Coach
High Quality
Chosen Few
Loco, Humilde y Real, nigga
De La Real Music, baby
Dímelo Pani
JonTrapVolta

(translation)

I went from over, over, over, over…
High Quality on the beat
I went from over, overdose
I don't know what happened last night
I woke up with two in my room
A black hair, a blonde blonde
I went from over, overdose
And that's when I gave myself that shot
I woke up with two in my room
They are both hard, thank God
What I remember is a spark
Like 5 hookah, 20 liters
The full combo, we're on the circuit
2 pounds of grass and I think it's a little
Nigga I'm so hot, I feel like I levitate
My body in the air, the Retros on the floor
A son of a bitch party listening to Wiso
I was very drunk, I fell to the floor
I found my friend with a couple of cats
They weren't two or three, they were a couple of cats
Showing off their muscles, they were very drunk
One is called Jenny and the other Natasha
The blonde is Neisha, the skinny one is leg
The black woman is crazy, she drinks flat rum
We light a nougat and it snatches
In the movie she portrays herself
All are Boricuas, one is Catracha
Don't record me, I don't have Snapchat
Be careful with my clothes that get stained
Tomorrow is Sunday, we are going on the boat
Three boxes e' Corona, Blacky to the rock
A bitch note, the cats are crazy
Kissing the neck, touching each other
She gave me a shot of Blue and I left my mouth
I'm pretty crazy, I know
I have in the system
Marijuana, rum, Percocet
To forget the problems
I'm pretty crazy, I know
I have in the system
Marijuana, rum, Percocet
To forget the problems
I went from over, overdose
I don't know what happened last night
I woke up with two in my room
A black hair, a blonde blonde
I went from over, overdose
And that's when I gave myself that shot
I woke up with two in my room
They are both hard, thank God
I was well flown, well algarete
Listening to Hector, the youngsters
With and clarinets
A corduroy of mine escaped, with to' and shackle
I have round and whoever prescribes it for me
Cut and stick pa'l that lends itself
I smoke so much grass, perfumed with pete
Mai' I'm on the run, don't tag me
belching smoke like a chimney
One pull of the blunt and it kicks you
My corduroy always lies down the ugly
Vomit hid so they don't see me
I uploaded the note, I lit a cigarette
I rub the tota, the caldillo comes out
We went to fueguillo with all my corillo
If you have a cat, then I am your screamer
I'm pretty crazy, I know
I have in the system
Marijuana, rum, Percocet
To forget the problems
I'm pretty crazy, I know
I have in the system
Marijuana, rum, Percocet
To forget the problems
I went from over, overdose
I don't know what happened last night
I woke up with two in my room
A black hair, a blonde blonde
I went from over, overdose
And that's when I gave myself that shot
I woke up with two in my room
They are both hard, thank God
I travel without seeing
Jon Z men
Duran The Coach
high quality
Chosen Few
Crazy, Humble and Real, nigga
From La Real Music, baby
tell me Pani
JonTrapVolta