Overflooded Lyrics

Daniel Taylor

Came all the way from the bottom

Hopped up out that dungeon

If you know me, I'm known for turning zeros into some hundreds

They ain't wanna see a nigga stunting' traveling across the country

I might fly out to London, my pockets overflooded

I be pickin' truths and bitches, they come by the dozens

And I don't care if they would suss or don't care if they cousins

And my bitch, she hot, like she hot straight out the oven

Pockets lookin' like some gushers, hunnids got em' bussin

And you know I really don't care about it if you not talkin' bout that money

And you know I'm talkin' bout that struggle when I say I come up out that gutter

All this grind, I done put i can buy a coop and paint it

Woo

I ment blue

I'm in that new penthouse, won't believe the view

New coupe 2022, see some masseuse

And all these IG models be sendin' me nudes

These bitches, they be comin' around like hula hoop

Came all the way from the bottom, hopped up out that dungeon

If you know me, I'm known for turning zeros into some hundreds

They ain't wanna see a nigga stunting traveling across the country

I might fly out to London, my pockets overflooded

I be pickin' truths and bitches, they come by the dozens

And I don't care if they would suss or don't care if they cousins

And my bitch, she hot, like she hot straight out the oven

Pockets lookin' like some gushers, hunnids got em' bussin

All these flexin' flauging make haters sick, they need robitussin

Cuban links around my neck, they wrestlin' and tusslin

Just bought a robotic coupe, don't know how to function it

I'm in different area codes and different continents

I love the feelin' when I count the money

I love the feelin' when I count the money

I love the feelin' when I count the money

I love the feelin' when I count the money

Came all the way from the bottom, hopped up out that dungeon

If you know me, I'm known from turnin' zeroes into some hundreds

They ain't wanna see a nigga stuntin', traveling across the country

I might fly out to London, my pockets overflooded

I be pickin' truths and bitches, they come by the dozens

And I don't care if they would suss or don't care if they cousins

And my bitch, she hot, like she hot straight out the oven

Pockets lookin' like some gushers, hunnids got em' hustlin

Pockets lookin' like some gushers, hunnids got em' bussin