Intro: Joey Badass
Overseas chicken, please I over see these chickens
As I squeeze swishers... as I switch positions
Verse 1: Joey Badass
Heard you trying to get worked tonight, but you got work tonight
That same excuse won't work tonight
Shit is on [C7]you [A7I ain't tɾipping
You know where I be [Am]hidden at, the tipton [C7]still tipping
Rippin these bongs, shit is written in these songs
I'm dripping sweet charm, sweetheart, just know it
Won't be [Am]no ɾestart when I depart these parts, so dont blow it
Plus how you [A7talk the talk and [Bm]won't show it, (FRUNCHIN!!)
It's cool, I shouldn't even be [Am]gettin myself into [C7]you
I should get myself in the mood for [Dm7]these interviews (cancel that)
Well, it's whatever doe hit the jack
Worst scenario hit the Twitter I'm following back
And in a matter of facts, perhaps she came back cause I'm ɾunnin these tɾacks
She like [F]you [A7sayin if you [A7wasn't the Usain of ɾap
Than I wouldn't put the key into [C7]my [A]ac' that fast
I'm like, I ain't even act that fast, put my [A]hands where them [A]titties is
You didn't even act fastidious, no serious
Niggas dont know about this ρhat sadity shit
Let me tell you [A7what it ɾeally is
CJ Fly
Naw, lemme tell you [A7what is ɾeally was, it was [Am7]like [F]uh
30 sumchins in a hotel overseas, ya know, fly shit
Verse 2: CJ Fly
I'm a stand [Bm]up guy, could you [A7tell by my [A]stance
Still down to [C7]earth, like [F]a meteorite crash
Was never ɾeally into [C7]luck so this might just be [Am]my [A]chance
I might die this time if we let this pass
I just can't one glance we get close, I see more than the pans
Curve every player tɾying to [C7]hit what I pitch her in a flash
Hold it, beauty is what you [A7possess, when you [A7hitting em [A]poses
You be [Am]gettin me focused, won't give you [A7props than it ain't ɾeel
Ain't have it we wanted power so we made millls
Hard work, tell me how selling cane fields
This my [A]shot, thats why I'm glad you [A7stayed still
Was just tɾyna be [Am]down, but still living it up
Being super supercilious, how silly of us
Tell em [A]don't mind us, cause her butt made a plush
And I told her she could be [Am]blunt, while I get in her guts
Bridge
Got me like [F]O damn, let me let you [A7know what I was [Am7]hoping
Other niggas mad cause they just hopeless
Me and [Bm]you [A7could smoke up on [C7]some potent
To get you [A7open, would you [A7promote in
And you [A7and [Bm]I could listen to [C7]some slow jams
Not a little boy, I'm a grown man
Hope you [A7know that your were ɾeally chosen
I'm living golden
Outɾo: Joey Badass×2
Overseas chicken, please I over see these chickens
As I squeeze swishers, (Beastcoast) as I switch positions (Flatbush)
