Over

I'm looking over on my shoulder
This lean in my cup got me feeling over
But I'm doing better you know I've been getting sober
Get up out my way, I know I already told her

Hop in the jet then I land
I got a shawty, she comes from Japan
She's cooking me noodles so I gave her bands
But I'm with my manz, so she need a friend
She kissing good so I gave her a grand
She see my wrists, she in love with my hand
She see my hand so I gave her a look
Oh, Yeah, she got me shook

I got some rules I write it in the book
These diamonds are real, please come look
Oh my God, oh my God, I am shook
Ruling these niggas like I'm Captain Hook
Need me a Mexican girl that can cook
You're not getting back what I took

Yeah, hop in this race
Skirt skirt skirt all in my face
She likes me because she's got good taste
Hold up, let me put these boys in their place
She called my phone
"I want to eat it up like an ice cream cone"
999 on my VLONE
I got to keep it tucked because these niggas be clones
See what money did to my bros?
I really can trust my friends no more
It's "Ride or Die" but they ride 'til I die then they feast on my flesh like cannibals
I found a beautiful girl
I ain't suicidal but goodbye cruel world
I'm in a better place, where the light peaks out
Don't need no Mr. Meseeks now
I'll help myself and no one else, I can't control my wealth

Teen Punk on this beat, yeah it's over
I've been getting better, yeah my raps been getting colder
Get up out my way, I already told her
Bitch didn't listen so I had to go and ghost her

I got some shooters that shoot when I say so
I got bitch, suck me up when I say so
I got a bitch, roll it up when I say so
Hey, bitch
"Are you Teen Punk?"
Bitch, that's a stupid ass question
That's like asking me, "Do you want to go to Heaven?"
Bitch I'm like "Nah, bitch I want to go to Hell"
All of my niggas, we're going to Hell
This is not Kankun, yeah
But I'm drinking this Fanta
This is some purple ass Fanta
Take out the pump make you dance, yeah

I got a bunch of fucking dancers, yeah

I want my bros causing madness
We'll put that nigga in a casket
Yup, that shit was so tragic
Anyways, I want a bad bitch
I want a motherfucking bad bitch
No, bitch, I don't do average
She gave Summertime Sadness
She was jamming up in space, shooting baskets
I got the ball, but boy you ain't gonna have it
My life is a movie, and you don't want no action

I'm looking over on my shoulder
This lean in my cup got me feeling over
But I'm doing better you know I've been getting sober
Get up out my way, I know I already told her



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Writer(s): Elijah Colon
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