OverDose by Turtle NoJoke Lyrics
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[Intro]
BOW E-N-T yeah bitch that's the label
Tell 'em Turtle say we on like cable
Friends can turn foes once it's money on the table
Clips full of wings turn these boys into angels
[Verse 1]
Turtle NoJoke probly somewhere the cash at
Ru-Rule number 1, nigga ash before you pass that
Pockets hella thickin' lil mama frame matchin'
Deepin' through trafic dam I miss my ex
But what if ? What if ? Wha-what if these niggas snitch ?
Then I'm gon' do 10 and spend time in a state pen
No I don't need that, chill out like relax
When it's killin' season you always on defense
Ri-ridin' round in that black truck, smellin' like death bruh
Windows up, tint on 'em
Blunt got lips on it
Cup on, [?] sippin' on the hot box section
Make the climbin' so ridiculous
And now I can't breathe or can't see
Thinkin' to myself it must be a space [?]
Cop pull us over, quick turn on the AC
And stay away from the haters and the bitches that waste weed
[?] green
[Hook]
Overdose, overdose of the liquor
I'm still creamin' fuck them niggas
Blunts to the head
Steady holding on middle fingers [?]
[?] and the winners fuckin' with the winners
Man fuck them niggas, F-Fuck them niggas
Fuck them niggas, If they ain't my niggas
[Verse 2 : Turtle]
This for the niggas that you hate
When you see 'em there's a problem
That's he say that she said them words around the town
That talkin' over the internet when you see him he get soundless
Boy you on that clown shit, you my son you grounded
Hop up in the Range, roll the windows up
Smoke a lil weed [?] in the cup
My shit playin' volume all the way up
Check the BOW startin' fire they go all of famous
[Bridge]
Da-Da-Damn I can't see
Smoke in my lungs and it's gettin' hard to breathe
[?] some OD [?] some OD
It probly was some drink
They cut up with some weed
It probably was some brownies
Somebody gave me a roofie
Yeah
[Hook]
[Intro]
BOW E-N-T yeah bitch that's the label
Tell 'em Turtle say we on like cable
Friends can turn foes once it's money on the table
Clips full of wings turn these boys into angels
[Verse 1]
Turtle NoJoke probly somewhere the cash at
Ru-Rule number 1, nigga ash before you pass that
Pockets hella thickin' lil mama frame matchin'
Deepin' through trafic dam I miss my ex
But what if ? What if ? Wha-what if these niggas snitch ?
Then I'm gon' do 10 and spend time in a state pen
No I don't need that, chill out like relax
When it's killin' season you always on defense
Ri-ridin' round in that black truck, smellin' like death bruh
Windows up, tint on 'em
Blunt got lips on it
Cup on, [?] sippin' on the hot box section
Make the climbin' so ridiculous
And now I can't breathe or can't see
Thinkin' to myself it must be a space [?]
Cop pull us over, quick turn on the AC
And stay away from the haters and the bitches that waste weed
[?] green
[Hook]
Overdose, overdose of the liquor
I'm still creamin' fuck them niggas
Blunts to the head
Steady holding on middle fingers [?]
[?] and the winners fuckin' with the winners
Man fuck them niggas, F-Fuck them niggas
Fuck them niggas, If they ain't my niggas
[Verse 2 : Turtle]
This for the niggas that you hate
When you see 'em there's a problem
That's he say that she said them words around the town
That talkin' over the internet when you see him he get soundless
Boy you on that clown shit, you my son you grounded
Hop up in the Range, roll the windows up
Smoke a lil weed [?] in the cup
My shit playin' volume all the way up
Check the BOW startin' fire they go all of famous
[Bridge]
Da-Da-Damn I can't see
Smoke in my lungs and it's gettin' hard to breathe
[?] some OD [?] some OD
It probly was some drink
They cut up with some weed
It probably was some brownies
Somebody gave me a roofie
Yeah
[Hook]