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Featuring Joey Bada$$, Cj Fly Produced by Hans Solo and Jonas Cook Overseas, chicken please I over see these chickens As I switch positions. (Verse) Heard you trying to get work tonight, but you get work tonight That same excuse won’t work tonight, this shit is on you I ain’t trippin Know where I be hitting at, tip the scale is still tippin Rippin these bongs, shit is written in these songs, I’m drippin sweet charm, sweetheart, just know it Don’t be no restart when I part these parts, so don’t blow it It’s how you talk the talk and won’t show it, muncheon It’s cool, I shouldn’t even be gettin myself into you I should be gettin myself in the mood for these intervie.. (cancel that) This should have it all, hit the cap, pushing scenario hit the twitter I'm following back And in the matter of fact, perhaps she came back cause I’m runnin these tracks You sayin if you wasn’t the Usain of rap than I wouldn’t put that key under my identify. I'm like, I ain’t even act that fast, put my hands where them titties is You ain’t even act fast, didious, no serious, niggas don’t know about this fasten Diddy shit Let me tell you what it really is Now, lemme tell you what is really was, it was like uh... 30-somthing in a hotel room overseas, ya know, fly shit Letras de canciones(Verse) I’m a stand up guy, could you tell by my stance Still down to earth, like a meteorite crash, Was never really gettin deluxe this my chance I might die this time if we let this pass, I just can’t one glance we close, I see more than the pants Curve every player trying to hit what I picked her in a flash Hold it, beauty is what you pose as, when you hittin em poses You be gettin me focused, won’t give you props than it ain’t real They heavy they one of ours so we made meals Hardwork, tell me how sellin cane feels This my shot, that’s why I’m glad you stay still Was just trying to be down, but still living it up You super serious, how silly of us Don’t mind us, cause about made a plush I told her she could be blunt, while I get in the guts. (Bridge) Got me like O damn, let me know what I was holding Other niggas mad cause they just hopeless Me and you could smoke up on some potent To get you open, would you promote in And you and I could listen to some slow jams Not a little boy, girl, I'm a grown man Hope you know that you were really chosen I'm livin golden, Overseas chicken, please I over see these chickens As I switch positions Overseas chicken, please I over see these chickens As I switch positions From Letras Mania