Testo Over it Yung Pinch

Over it

Woah-woah
Beach boy at the beach again
This is something I'ma see again, yeah

Nowadays everybody is the same and I swear it's so lame, yeah
I'm so over it
Nowadays everybody is the same and they play the same games, yeah
I'm so over it
Nowadays everybody heart broke
They so broke, yeah, they so broke (Wait)
Nowadays everybody heart broke
They so broke, but I'm still getting rich tho (What? Hey)

Everybody heartbroke 'cause they life so-so
And they cry so much, you would think they'd get over it
Not so, you know when the bar close
I'ma ride with my bros that I never stay sober with

Oh, oh-oh
Pour me another one (Pour me another one)
I spilt my last (Yeah I spilt it), yeah
Here goes another one (Here goes another one), one
Baby watch me do the dash
Cops right behind me and they speeding (Yeah)
You know we don't need a reason (No)
Told you baby it's my season (Oh yes it is)
We young, we living for the weekend
We living for the weekend
Everybody heartbroke 'cause they got no hoes
And they know my car go vroom-vroom, when my toe hit it
Whoa, whoa, I might cop the white Rolls
And I'm feeling so punk that I might just total it
Smash-smash, crash-crash, now they towing it
Grab my bag full of grass, now I'm rollin it
Treat each day like my last, make the most of it
Make this cash, bring it back, where the ocean is

Don't want to see me in my bag (Don't want to see me in my bag)
They want to see me doing bad (They want to see me doing bad)
And everytime I see 'em now (When I see 'em now)
I disappear in the crowd

Okay
Rollin' it up and putting it out
She bringing it up and poking it out
You heard of my gang, you know what I'm 'bout
You don't want the fame, you don't want the clout
Bounce, come to my house
Blow the whole ounce
Put on a few pounds
So I'll be putting it down
Face down, weed loud
He light up it, don't make a sound
She don't fuck with them clowns
I'm her favorite now
Weed clouds, large amounts in my bank account
Shoot my shot, I'ma make it count

Hey there, uh, we've been lookin' for this little punk by the name of Yung Pinch
Uh, He's been stirring up trouble in Orange County, Los Angeles
Have you seen him by any chance?
Long hair, brown eyes, diamond chain? Nah, I ain't seen him bro

Everybody heartbroke 'cause they life so-so
And they cry so much, you would think they'd get over it
Not so, you know when the bar close
I'ma ride with my bros that I never stay sober with

Pour me another one (Pour me another one)
Fill my fuckin glass (Yeah)
Pour me another one
'Cause I just skipped class to be here

Everybody heartbroke 'cause they life so-so
And they cry so much, you would think they'd get over it
Not so, you know when the bar close
I'ma ride with my bros that I never stay sober with