Overseas Lyrics – D-Block Europe ft. Central Cee

[Chorus: Young Adz]
The year has just started and right now
I'm looking for cribs overseas
I'm giving my lady
Some driving lessons in a hundred-grand Jeep
When you see me in public, no photos
Man, I need some privacy please
Good girl, she just sat on my face now
She's saying her legs have gone weak
Bad, bad, see the jakes outside
Now I'm flushing the work down the toilet
Mad, mad, Richard Mille
A crib by the port and it's imported
Sad, sad, if you knew the truth
'bout that n!gga then it would get awkward
And I know that n!gga get money now
I am the n!gga that taught him

[Verse 1: Young Adz]
Bro, I get the birds in, f**k a drought
Worker is misbehaving, chuck him out
I get the money, money from her house
Out in a lovely, lovely country town
I said, if you care about her, fly her out
Go to the Louis store and buy it now
I'ma keep pouring 'til I'm running out
I just hit it from the back
She scared, she running out
Oh, young and lit, money keep on coming in
Oh, I keep a rock band on standby
Pull up and drum that sh!t
Oh, deep in it, I'ma swim, hand on heart
I love this chick
Oh, all them n!ggas 'round me family
Love them on some brother sh!t

[Verse 2: Central Cee]
She suck my soul, she done it like Ash Kaash
I keep on getting them flashbacks
I was OT so I had to bash
I almost thought about getting a cab back
Do it like Rico and video that
If we upload it, it'll probably get some backlash
Backshots, she got the ripple effect
It's too tempting and I can't help but slap that
F**k that, pull out, I don't wanna be a dad yet
Plan B, girl, you gotta swallow that tablet
The way that she handle it, this one talented
Pum-pum soaking, feel like I'm paddling
Back come 'round, I'm a fan of it
Ride on a bike one time and saddle it (Oh)
Ayo, her doctor working wonders
Damn, that's a big circumference (Oh)
Get her wet, she don't need no lube
On the fortieth floor
You should see the views (Alright)
She don't wanna send me her pu**y on Snapchat
Madman, I don't wanna leak your nudes
How do I say it without seeming rude? (Huh)
I just wanna see if it's cute
Shake that back like a video vixen
This one here don't wanna be in my tunes
She wanna go Nobu just for the Snap
If I pay for the tab, you best eat your food
Word on the road is Cench get a hunnid a show
This ho' want see if it's true
Posh ting, she don't wanna be with the squares no more
She said she wanna be with the goons
Thought she could hack it, not active
Too smoky, now she wanna leave the room

[Chorus: Young Adz]
The year has just started and right now
I'm looking for cribs overseas
I'm giving my lady
Some driving lessons in a hundred-grand Jeep
When you see me in public, no photos
Man, I need some privacy please
Good girl, she just sat on my face now
She's saying her legs have gone weak
Bad, bad, see the jakes outside
Now I'm flushing the work down the toilet
Mad, mad, Richard Mille, a crib by the port
And it's imported
Sad, sad, if you knew the truth
'bout that n!gga then it would get awkward
And I know that n!gga get money now
I am the n!gga that taught him

[Verse 3: Dirtbike LB]
I love the trap (Trap)
Quarter milli on cars ain't never enough (Enough)
Couple milli, I put it aside
Cop me a villa in Marbs (In Marbs)
She need ten racks for her arse, I said, bro
"I'll put that on my dargs" (Put that on my dargs)
My killers still swerving the Rona
But that ain't the reason for masks (Yeah)
I fill up the drum and it's kicking away
Spin it back like I'm target (Yeah)
I sat in my kitchen, I'm whipping away
And I'm dropping off white with no garlic
It's a carousel when I'm spinning the tray
Hate when my flight is delayed (Delayed)
I tell my lil' n!gga
"Go flex in my Rollie, no money to waste" (Waste)

[Chorus: Young Adz]
The year has just started and right now
I'm looking for cribs overseas
I'm giving my lady
Some driving lessons in a hundred-grand Jeep
When you see me in public, no photos
Man, I need some privacy please
Good girl, she just sat on my face now
She's saying her legs have gone weak
Bad, bad, see the jakes outside
Now I'm flushing the work down the toilet
Mad, mad, Richard Mille
A crib by the port and it's imported
Sad, sad, if you knew the truth
'bout that n!gga then it would get awkward
And I know that n!gga get money now
I am the n!gga that taught him