Over Here (feat. Bobo Swae)

Over here, fireworks on bottles over here Over here, world class bitches over here Look over here, we got all the stars over here Over here, money don't mean nothin' over here Why you over here? (Why are you over here?) (Sremm over here) Sremm life Broke niggas all in the club but they ain't over here Nah they ain't with the set I make it rain 'til she wet I sign my name on her chest She kiss the G's on my belt, she Gucci If I'm in the club I own it If it ain't gas, I don't want it Your bad bitches look borin' My bad bitches look foreign Them green guys like a green light, them bad bitches be goin' I fucked your girl last night And my nigga fucked her this mornin' Charlie Sheen is my clone, can they fuck with us? No Red carpet my home, VIP is my throne Take me out of my zone I'mma take your ho All my niggas on gold, everything on gold Over here, fireworks on bottles over here Over here, world class bitches over here Look over here, we got all the stars over here Over here, money don't mean nothin' over here Chris Vernace red bottoms on the ball with the bottles no shots We mergin' up the models, that's thots kissin' thots I got a pocket full of condoms, nigga I fucked your bitch yesterday (Twice) We do this shit every day, she got a tattoo of BoBo Swae It's on her ass now She like pink diamonds with the Fiji water, make her pass out It's big bank when I'm in the club, I'm a walking lick That's why I'm talkin' shit So don't disrespect 'Cause I'm with the set bitch It's Hollyhood in the 'Ville, we all got the check We, Swae, Mike, Miley Cyrus, made it mafia in this bitch We got special effects, check the stats You know what it is, we in this bitch, we in this bitch Over here, fireworks on bottles over here Over here, world class bitches over here Look over here, we got all the stars over here Over here, money don't mean nothin' over here Hakuna matata, I came in with my partners Hakuna matata, I'm a red carpet walker 50 bad bitches drinkin' vodka like it's water But who you know over here? Oh your ho over here? Ain't no joke over here On the loud blowin' stronger than anybody you know I got your ho on my ho On the double cup, now she on my Koolos I'm on the Superman, feelin' supernatural, fuckin' two hoes (Clark Kent) And you know who got the Hublots, makin' Batman signals in the air (Bruce Wayne) I make 'em send 100 bottles to the section that's comin' for the quick check My world class bitch takin' shot after shot 'cause she fully automatic with the clip She bust it like a nina for the set and I I'm swimmin' in your bitch rockin' from side to side Over here, fireworks on bottles over here Over here, world class bitches over here Look over here, we got all the stars over here Over here, money don't mean nothin' over here

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