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Juice WRLD - Overseer

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[00:01.24] Oh

[00:04.69] Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah

[00:08.14] Ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah

[00:11.33] Uh, yeah

[00:13.99] Feel like The Omen, my eyes are rolling, stuck in the moment

[00:17.44] Protection on me, ain't talking Trojan, pullin' up, blowin'

[00:20.89] Walkin' 'round London, a 100K pound on my clothing

[00:24.08] I'm runnin' the town and they know it, smokin' on loud and I'm zoning

[00:27.80] Smoke out the pound, yee-haw, yo' ho and my ho down, yee-haw

[00:30.99] Yo' girl tried to rob my mans, so my bitch shot her down, yee-haw

[00:34.44] Up and downs on the percs like a see-saw

[00:36.30] I'm the wave, these niggas get mad that they stuck in my wave, so I'm calling it see-saw

[00:40.02] I don't fuck with no parties but I turn my room to a rave, Molly what we on

[00:43.47] I don't bother to learn none of these niggas names, 'cause to me they all peons

[00:47.19] I know one when I see one, shit, I would hate to be one

[00:50.64] It's funny how niggas be hiding they blankets, like it wasn't me they would sleep on

[00:54.37] They alarm clock ring, my theme song, yeah

[00:55.96] I was, but I can't be broke, yeah, if I go broke, ship it from Rio, yeah

[00:59.67] A Sagittarius, but drip like Aquarius and I be roaring like Leo, yeah

[01:03.39] The game, I'ma marry it, money, I bury it, life just got a little scarier, yeah

[01:06.85] Aim for the neck like a Terrier, yeah, on a stack, Ben Franklin, bury her (Uh-huh)

[01:11.10] Blood, sweat, tears, seen some rough years

[01:14.55] Now I'm the overseer, shittin' on all my peers

[01:18.00] Hit the wood like a lumberjack, no beard

[01:19.86] Tryna run up on me, thirty shots to the rear

[01:21.72] High as a bitch, is it hot in here?

[01:23.32] Too high to drive, I let bae steer

[01:25.17] If you fuck with the team, we gon' shoot like LeBron

[01:27.30] The original 23 Glock, Cavalier

[01:28.89] Got a mask on my face, with a beam on my side

[01:30.49] Like I'm at Comic-Con with a Light Saber, yeah

[01:32.61] Rose gold slugs with the diamonds on the grills

[01:34.47] Pills got me sweating like I'm climbing up a hill

[01:35.80] My drip getting wetter so her pussy gettin' wetter

[01:37.66] 'Til my dick feel better in that bitch like an eel

[01:52.93] Uh-huh, blood, sweat, tears, seen some rough years

[01:57.44] Now I'm the overseer, shittin' on all my peers

[02:00.95] Hit the wood like a lumberjack, no beard

[02:02.81] Tryna run up on me, thirty shots to the rear

[02:04.67] High as a bitch, is it hot in here?

[02:06.26] Too high to drive, I let bae steer