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yung pinch - over it lyrics

[intro: yung pinch]
woah-woah
beach boy at the beach again
this is something i’ma see again, yeah

[pre-chorus: yung pinch]
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, woah (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 though

[chorus: yung pinch]
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

[verse 1: yung pinch]
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)
baby, watch me do the dash, ayy
cops right behind me and they speeding (yeah)
you know we don’t need a reason, no (we never did)
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
woah, woah, 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 gr-ss, 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

[interlude: yung pinch and wiz khalifa]
don’t wanna see me in my bag (don’t wanna see me in my bag)
they wanna see me doing bad (they wanna see me doing bad)
and every time i see ’em now (when i see ’em now)
i disappear in the crowd (okay)

[verse 2: wiz khalifa]
rollin’ it up, ain’t 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 f-ck with them clowns, i’m her favorite now
weed clouds, large amounts in my bank account
shoot my shot, i’ma make it count

[interlude: yung pinch]
hey there, uh, kid, 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 haven’t seen him, bro

[interlude: yung pinch]
pour me another one (pour me another one)
fill my f-ckin’ gl-ss, yeah
pour me another one
’cause i just skipped cl-ss to be here

- yung pinch lyrics

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