Lyrics Overflow - Skeme, Billy B, Thrash

Overflow

Tie me up on this one
And keep that in that too
Still thuggin, i don’t know
Bitch 4eva
Hoping me that drink will quick nigga breathe
Walking in this bitch with my rolle glowing
Because there is work at the block that is overflowing
All niggas hating be overflowing
Because i unload the clip when it’s overloaded
Walking in this bitch with a knock homie
I am like watch a homie because you are not the homie
Spot a bitch that i want it then got her homie
She got all that ass that i make her pop for me
Tell her do what doing You a whore 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 jewish
Flow go on unstopped
I just want, bought that new benz
Drive that whore 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 nigga say they gonna ride to die
But, the shit they throw up
Hope that you pussies know that’s the trooph
I am gangsta Go chordy on me out of boof
Ain’t whore, ain’t go fucking get the boot
Bitch i go hunger games by the loo
I just have gotta call me skeme the wolf
You niggas say you thuggin, where the proof
I am a bad bitch 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
Pussy good and neck good
Reselect it and when it come to niggas
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
Bitch you know I ain’t poping, I am respecting the hate
I am so hungry, Bitch 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 bitch was going
If i stand my fingers, think a nigga coming
I ain’t never had to ask my name
Because the young bitch get lots of money
One thing is hoe-ing that bitch was doing
If i stand my fingers think your bitches coming
They can’t see with me, these bitches bumming
They can’t fuck with me, how many bitches bugging
Havana to cashna
Pretty bitch with them back shots
Counting money in my living room
With city viewing in the backdraw
Shooters with me like BlackOps
Young Nigga 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