Me Fui de Over - Jon Z

Me fui de over, over, over, over…

High Quality on the beat

Me fui de over, overdose

Anoche no sé qué pasó

Desperté con dos en mi habitación

Una peli negro, una rubia blonde

Me fui de over, overdose

Y fue cuando me di ese shot

Desperté con dos en mi habitación

Las dos están dura, gracias a Dios

De lo que me acuerdo es un chispito

Como 5 hookah, 20 litros

El combo completo, estamo a circuito

2 libras de pasto y creo que es poquito

Nigga I’m so hot, siento que levito

Mi cuerpo en el aire, las Retro en el piso

Un party hijueputa escuchando a Wiso

Estaba bien borracho, me caí pa’l piso

Me encontré a mi pana con par de gatas

No eran dos o tres, eran par de gatas

Enseñando las cachas, estaban bien borracha

Una se llama Jenny y la otra Natasha

La rubia es Neisha, la flaca es pata

La negra es loca, bebe ron chata

Prendemos un turro y se arrebata

En el peliculeo ella se retrata

To’a son Boricuas, una es Catracha

A mí no me graben, yo no tengo Snapchat

Cuida’o con mi ropa que se me mancha

Mañana es Domingo, nos vamos en la lancha

Tres cajas e' Corona, Blacky a la roca

Una nota cabrona, las gatas bien loca

Besándose el cuello, tocándose to’a

Me dio un shot de Blue y me fui de boca

Estoy bien loco, yo lo sé

Tengo en el sistema

Marihuana, ron, Percocet

Pa' olvidar los problemas

Estoy bien loco, yo lo sé

Tengo en el sistema

Marihuana, ron, Percocet

Pa' olvidar los problemas

Me fui de over, overdose

Anoche no sé qué pasó

Desperté con dos en mi habitación

Una peli negro, una rubia blonde

Me fui de over, overdose

Y fue cuando me di ese shot

Desperté con dos en mi habitación

Las dos están dura, gracias a Dios

Estaba bien vola’o, bien algarete

Escuchando a Hector, los mozalbete

Con y los clarinetes

Un pana mío fuga’o, con to' y grillete

Tengo redonda y quien me la recete

Corta y palo pa’l que se preste

Fumo tanto pasto, perfuma’o con pete

Mai' ando fuga’o, no me etiquete

Botando humo como chimenea

Una jala del blunt y te patea

El pana mío siempre se tumba la fea

Vomite escondi’o pa' que no me vean

Me subio la nota, prendi un cigarillo

Le froto la tota, le sale el caldillo

Nos fuimo' a fueguillo con to' mi corillo

Si tú tiene gato pues yo soy tu chillo

Estoy bien loco, yo lo sé

Tengo en el sistema

Marihuana, ron, Percocet

Pa' olvidar los problemas

Estoy bien loco, yo lo sé

Tengo en el sistema

Marihuana, ron, Percocet

Pa' olvidar los problemas

Me fui de over, overdose

Anoche no sé qué pasó

Desperté con dos en mi habitación

Una peli negro, una rubia blonde

Me fui de over, overdose

Y fue cuando me di ese shot

Desperté con dos en mi habitación

Las dos están dura, gracias a Dios

Viajo sin ver

Jon Z men

Duran The Coach

High Quality

Chosen Few

Loco, Humilde y Real, nigga

De La Real Music, baby

Dímelo Pani

JonTrapVolta

I went from over, over, over, over…

High Quality on the beat

I went from over, overdose

I don't know what happened last night

I woke up with two in my room

A black hair, a blonde blonde

I went from over, overdose

And that's when I gave myself that shot

I woke up with two in my room

They are both hard, thank God

What I remember is a spark

Like 5 hookah, 20 liters

The full combo, we're on the circuit

2 pounds of grass and I think it's a little

Nigga I'm so hot, I feel like I levitate

My body in the air, the Retros on the floor

A son of a bitch party listening to Wiso

I was very drunk, I fell to the floor

I found my friend with a couple of cats

They weren't two or three, they were a couple of cats

Showing off their muscles, they were very drunk

One is called Jenny and the other Natasha

The blonde is Neisha, the skinny one is leg

The black woman is crazy, she drinks flat rum

We light a nougat and it snatches

In the movie she portrays herself

All are Boricuas, one is Catracha

Don't record me, I don't have Snapchat

Be careful with my clothes that get stained

Tomorrow is Sunday, we are going on the boat

Three boxes e' Corona, Blacky to the rock

A bitch note, the cats are crazy

Kissing the neck, touching each other

She gave me a shot of Blue and I left my mouth

I'm pretty crazy, I know

I have in the system

Marijuana, rum, Percocet

To forget the problems

I'm pretty crazy, I know

I have in the system

Marijuana, rum, Percocet

To forget the problems

I went from over, overdose

I don't know what happened last night

I woke up with two in my room

A black hair, a blonde blonde

I went from over, overdose

And that's when I gave myself that shot

I woke up with two in my room

They are both hard, thank God

I was well flown, well algarete

Listening to Hector, the youngsters

With and clarinets

A corduroy of mine escaped, with to' and shackle

I have round and whoever prescribes it for me

Cut and stick pa'l that lends itself

I smoke so much grass, perfumed with pete

Mai' I'm on the run, don't tag me

belching smoke like a chimney

One pull of the blunt and it kicks you

My corduroy always lies down the ugly

Vomit hid so they don't see me

I uploaded the note, I lit a cigarette

I rub the tota, the caldillo comes out

We went to fueguillo with all my corillo

If you have a cat, then I am your screamer

I'm pretty crazy, I know

I have in the system

Marijuana, rum, Percocet

To forget the problems

I'm pretty crazy, I know

I have in the system

Marijuana, rum, Percocet

To forget the problems

I went from over, overdose

I don't know what happened last night

I woke up with two in my room

A black hair, a blonde blonde

I went from over, overdose

And that's when I gave myself that shot

I woke up with two in my room

They are both hard, thank God

I travel without seeing

Jon Z men

Duran The Coach

high quality

Chosen Few

Crazy, Humble and Real, nigga

From La Real Music, baby

tell me Pani

JonTrapVolta