Overseas

Yeah, wondering where I'm at, I'm where the money be This nigga think he buzzin' but he sweet, he just like honey bee I ain't beefin' with that nigga, he a son to me She know I like it sloppy, get that towel, put it under me, yeah I got class, let me teach your ass a lesson, yeah I only FEAR GOD, so I'm scared of my reflection, yeah She know she a snack, I might just put her in concession, yeah All I make is hits, might just catch me a domestic, aye Yeah, yeah, bitch, I'm masked up, they can't notice me Yeah, yeah, she a wife to you, but she a ho to me Yeah, yeah, told my niggas slide, they on go for me Yeah, yeah, the way that I been ballin' might go overseas Yeah, I'm the chief, but you don't gotta call me Sosa, uh Bitch, I feel like Yachty, cause I got it in my holster, yeah I been out here gettin' to this bread like I'm a toaster, yeah Walkie-talkie, if you speakin' on me, then it's over You a simp, son, like Homer, if she bad, I might approach her Hit her once, I need my space, she know I always been a loner Disrespect, I don't condone it, touch my family, you a goner Bitch, I feel like Jerry Jones, the world is mine, bitch, I'm the owner Niggas hatin', I don't get it, that's your bitch, my bad, I hit it Niggas know I run the game, but they still can't afford a ticket I don't smoke, I never fried, but I'm still all about my chicken, yeah I just get this green, stay out the way, and mind my business All I speak is facts, and niggas mad, cause it's the truth Niggas postin' guns that they ain't never gonna use She see I'm in her city, hit her up, like, what's the moves, yeah Hit it, then I kick her out, she tell me that I'm rude I ain't gon' lie, I hit some bitches I ain't care about My sneaky link a solid ho, my business, she won't air it out Told a girl "I'm tryna make a movie like a Paramount" If she ever let me get that coochie, I'ma wear it out, yeah I want all the properties and the amenities She wanna f*ck, my dick too big to take a bitch virginity Yuh, aye She like to get freaky off that Hennessy She not a volunteer, but she a ten and she from Tennessee You know I'm all about a bag, where the money at I'm payin' niggas just to spin, like a laundromat My opps be always crackin' jokes, so where the funny at I got niggas lookin' for you niggas, they like, where you at Yeah, wondering where I'm at, I'm where the money be This nigga think he buzzin' but he sweet, he just like honey bee I ain't beefin' with that nigga, he a son to me She know I like it sloppy, get that towel, put it under me, yeah I got class, let me teach your ass a lesson, yeah I only FEAR GOD, so I'm scared of my reflection, yeah She know she a snack, I might just put her in concession, yeah All I make is hits, might just catch me a domestic, aye Yeah, yeah, bitch, I'm masked up, they can't notice me Yeah, yeah, she a wife to you, but she a ho to me Yeah, yeah, told my niggas slide, they on go for me Yeah, yeah, the way that I been ballin' might go overseas