Overseas (feat. Central Cee) [Apple Music Live]

Alright

I don't know if you all ever seen this, yeah

Throw it up

Cool

There's one video

It always circulate in the internet

It's from my Alexandra Palace show

I've met a lot of you like front row already, yeah

And you know, was there, so you witnessed it, you was there live in the flesh, yeah

This one song

We turned, we turned Alexandra Palace upside down last time I performed this song

And I've seen it circulating the internet

They say it's one of the most loudest crowds ever, something like that

You see, me?

I've got, I've got like a, a progression OCD kind of thing

Every time, I gotta level up, I gotta keep loading, yeah

Aye, we gotta beat that

The energy I heard two days ago, whenever that was, we gotta beat that

Before I even press play on this beat, I wanna see left side opening up

Right side, all the way back there opening up actually

I wanna see everyone moving on this one

I wanna see the whole O2 shake

We ain't playin', O2

Yeah

Front to back, side to side

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Let's go, go, go

The year has just started, and right now I'm looking for cribs overseas (Yeah)

I'm giving my lady some driving lessons in a hundred-grand Jeep (Let's go)

When you see me in public, no phones, man, I need some privacy, please

Good girl, she just sat on my face, now she's saying her legs have gone weak (Sing)

Bad, bad, see the jakes outside, now I'm flushing the work down the toilet (Louder)

Mad, mad, Richard Mille, a crib by the port, and it's imported

Sad, sad, if you knew the truth 'bout that ****, then it would get awkward

And I know that **** get money, now I am the **** that taught him (Let's go)

Bro, I get the birds in, fuck a drought (Okay)

Worker is misbehaving, chuck him out

I get the money, money from her house

Out in a lovely, lovely country town (Let's go)

I said if you care about her, fly her out (Let's go)

Go to the Louis store and buy it now (Let's go)

I'ma keep pouring till I'm running out

I just hit it from the back, she's scared, she running out

One, two, three, four

Ooh, young and lit, money keep on coming in

Ooh, I keep a rock band on stand-by, pull up and drum that shit

Ooh, deep in it, I'ma swim, hand on heart, I love this chick

Ooh, all them **** 'round me family, love them on some brother shit

I wanna hear you, I wanna hear you, I wanna hear you

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, probably get some backlash

Backshots, she got the ripple effect

It's too temptin', I can't help but—

Fuck that, pull out, I don't wanna be a dad yet

Plan B, girl, you gotta swallow that tab—

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—

Ayo, doctor working wonders

Damn, that's a big circumference (Yeah)

Get her wet, she don't need no lube

On the fortieth floor, you should see the views

She don't wanna send me her pussy on Snapchat, madman

I don't wanna leak your nude

How do I say it without seeming rude? (Huh?)

Look, I just wanna see if it's cute

Shake that back like a video vixen

This one here don't wanna be in my—

She wanna go Nobu just for the Snap

If I pay for the tab, you best eat your food

Word on the road that Cench get a hunnid a show

This ho wan' see if it's— (Okay)

Posh ting, she don't wanna be with no squares no more

Says she wanna be with the—

London, all to the way to the top

Thought she could hack it, not active

Too smoky, now—

One, two, three, four, go

The year has just started, and right now I'm looking for cribs overseas (Alright)

I'm giving my lady some driving lessons in a hundred-grand Jeep

When you see me in public, no phones, 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 ****, then it would get awkward

And I know that **** get money, now I am the **** that taught him

Bop

Make some noise for Central Cee, you know, hey

Nah, nah, nah, nah

Aye, make some noise for Young Adz, please

Aye, how many wanna win? Come on, we're loaded, let's go

Don't say a word

Gang shit