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offfbeat - OVERKILL Lyrics



offfbeat - OVERKILL Lyrics




What's up, YDL
Hey, yo, ydl, turn that shit up
Niggas overkill round dis bih,
Huh, nigga
Huh, get up close n let it spray

Stand over that nigga
Niggas like to overkill
We keep shootin', when we see some blood still
Stand over that nigga, I'ma keep bangin' my steel

Hop out the car, run a nigga down, we gon' do him in
Just like that nigga Emmett Till
Few double dutches, I ain't off no pill
Stand over that nigga

Nigga, that's a overkill
Nigga, ARPs and Dracos
Got Glocks and SIGs
Run a nigga down like the Navy SEALs

Stand over that nigga
Boy, we tryna see some blood spill
Nigga, get up close to get my kill
Niggas runnin' down the street, we blowin' Drac

See a nigga body fall, but I gotta get up close to put a few more in his face
Nigga, better not run, you know we chase
Nigga don't want no smoke, you know we lace
Dont freak your shoes, better tie up your shoelace

Caught this nigga at the G-Station, now he pump fakin
Boy, it's too late
Nigga ain't on shit, this 22 knocked his jaw out of place
Pistol whip a nigga in his shit now he need some braces

Empty the whole clip, nigga
Pull my knife out now I'm gone shank em
Niggas ain't even know it was us when he pulled around in da rental
We finna spin back, hop out, bake him
Pull a lil Glock19 out for this little nigga

Fry him up like some bacon
Stand over that nigga
While the body's still shakin'
Run a nigga pockets, then we spray him

Popped a few niggas, now I got a whole ashtray full of them
See a nigga, we gon' make a fool of him
Nigga got some I like, we gon' put up a tool on em
Lil bro wanna strike some shit, nigga, we gon' school him

Five grams in each double dutch, I got two of them
City know who I am
They see me on cam in my black pants, and he big-ass Tims
My dumbass nigga with a gun in my hand

See one of these niggas, they better not even duck
Cause my shit ain't gon' jam
Keep me a pair of guns, like peanut butter n jam
Keep me a pair of buns, told her put her ass in my hand

I'm finna go spin, and bend, and do someone in
Pop the nigga, smoke a few three-fives
I'm chillin' in the land
Niggas overkillin' shit, so that nigga gotta stay where his body got slammed

Big-ass Draco in my right hand
Glock in my left, finna blow this bitch like the ref
Finna cook some shit up like a chef
Bro bro said I ain't on shit

I dare that nigga come try, give it a test
Hell options to pick from, like I'm Johnny Test
I think that's Ben 10
I'm high as f*ck, so we finna spin

Droppin' niggas before we drop the window
Louis drip on from the floor up
Smoke 10 woods, just threw up
Niggas finna smoke one more

Slidin anytime, give a f*ck if it's cold
Blah, blah, Boom, boom, shot
Hit him in the coat
It went through his collar

Hit him in the throat
Nigga couldnt een holla
I ain't tryna go home just yet
Let's slide for another hour

Almost smack a nigga at the gas station
He just asked me for a dollar
Oh there go them niggas(blah blahblah)
Niggas shoot like a scholar

Hit through his coat
That nigga a hospital patient
Sittin outside that nigga doe
Nigga, I ain't got no patience

Come out that bitch
Hollow tips is all he tasting
Too accurate when we shoot
Hit up his whip

Ain't no straight hit on house
Niggas slide on shit
We bounce out south
Indica got a nigga on the couch

Talking shit got a nigga hit in the mouth
Punch the nigga in his shit
Don't even know what the nigga was talking about
Told em shut the f*ck up

He shouldn't been talking at all
Don't know what season it is
Niggas drop shit like the fall
Keep shootin his ass

I like to see a nigga fall
Den stand up his ass
Take the keys for that nigga car
And give me the key for your cards

Need that weed, whatever you got
Boy, I need it all
Let me see your hands, nigga
Spread them far

Cross yo feet better not see them come apart
Nigga move one time
We blowin like a fart
Get up out of there real quick in a push start

Granddad know I'm a shooter
He told me join the military
Or I ain't gonna get too far

Ain't got no problems with Russia
See a nigga we gone rush him
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What's up, YDL
Hey, yo, ydl, turn that shit up
Niggas overkill round dis bih,
Huh, nigga
Huh, get up close n let it spray

Stand over that nigga
Niggas like to overkill
We keep shootin', when we see some blood still
Stand over that nigga, I'ma keep bangin' my steel

Hop out the car, run a nigga down, we gon' do him in
Just like that nigga Emmett Till
Few double dutches, I ain't off no pill
Stand over that nigga

Nigga, that's a overkill
Nigga, ARPs and Dracos
Got Glocks and SIGs
Run a nigga down like the Navy SEALs

Stand over that nigga
Boy, we tryna see some blood spill
Nigga, get up close to get my kill
Niggas runnin' down the street, we blowin' Drac

See a nigga body fall, but I gotta get up close to put a few more in his face
Nigga, better not run, you know we chase
Nigga don't want no smoke, you know we lace
Dont freak your shoes, better tie up your shoelace

Caught this nigga at the G-Station, now he pump fakin
Boy, it's too late
Nigga ain't on shit, this 22 knocked his jaw out of place
Pistol whip a nigga in his shit now he need some braces

Empty the whole clip, nigga
Pull my knife out now I'm gone shank em
Niggas ain't even know it was us when he pulled around in da rental
We finna spin back, hop out, bake him
Pull a lil Glock19 out for this little nigga

Fry him up like some bacon
Stand over that nigga
While the body's still shakin'
Run a nigga pockets, then we spray him

Popped a few niggas, now I got a whole ashtray full of them
See a nigga, we gon' make a fool of him
Nigga got some I like, we gon' put up a tool on em
Lil bro wanna strike some shit, nigga, we gon' school him

Five grams in each double dutch, I got two of them
City know who I am
They see me on cam in my black pants, and he big-ass Tims
My dumbass nigga with a gun in my hand

See one of these niggas, they better not even duck
Cause my shit ain't gon' jam
Keep me a pair of guns, like peanut butter n jam
Keep me a pair of buns, told her put her ass in my hand

I'm finna go spin, and bend, and do someone in
Pop the nigga, smoke a few three-fives
I'm chillin' in the land
Niggas overkillin' shit, so that nigga gotta stay where his body got slammed

Big-ass Draco in my right hand
Glock in my left, finna blow this bitch like the ref
Finna cook some shit up like a chef
Bro bro said I ain't on shit

I dare that nigga come try, give it a test
Hell options to pick from, like I'm Johnny Test
I think that's Ben 10
I'm high as f*ck, so we finna spin

Droppin' niggas before we drop the window
Louis drip on from the floor up
Smoke 10 woods, just threw up
Niggas finna smoke one more

Slidin anytime, give a f*ck if it's cold
Blah, blah, Boom, boom, shot
Hit him in the coat
It went through his collar

Hit him in the throat
Nigga couldnt een holla
I ain't tryna go home just yet
Let's slide for another hour

Almost smack a nigga at the gas station
He just asked me for a dollar
Oh there go them niggas(blah blahblah)
Niggas shoot like a scholar

Hit through his coat
That nigga a hospital patient
Sittin outside that nigga doe
Nigga, I ain't got no patience

Come out that bitch
Hollow tips is all he tasting
Too accurate when we shoot
Hit up his whip

Ain't no straight hit on house
Niggas slide on shit
We bounce out south
Indica got a nigga on the couch

Talking shit got a nigga hit in the mouth
Punch the nigga in his shit
Don't even know what the nigga was talking about
Told em shut the f*ck up

He shouldn't been talking at all
Don't know what season it is
Niggas drop shit like the fall
Keep shootin his ass

I like to see a nigga fall
Den stand up his ass
Take the keys for that nigga car
And give me the key for your cards

Need that weed, whatever you got
Boy, I need it all
Let me see your hands, nigga
Spread them far

Cross yo feet better not see them come apart
Nigga move one time
We blowin like a fart
Get up out of there real quick in a push start

Granddad know I'm a shooter
He told me join the military
Or I ain't gonna get too far

Ain't got no problems with Russia
See a nigga we gone rush him
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Writer: Dominick Badley
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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