Overseer (Omen) Lyrics by Juice WRLD from the “The Party Never Ends” album is a Newly released English song. Overseer (Omen) Lyrics are written by Rex Kudo, T-Minus & Juice WRLD while the song is produced by T-Minus & Rex Kudo. The song was published on January 6, 2023.
Overseer (Omen) Song Details:
| Song: | Overseer (Omen) |
| Album: | The Party Never Ends |
| Singer(s): | Juice WRLD |
| Produced by: | T-Minus & Rex Kudo |
| Written by: | Rex Kudo, T-Minus & Juice WRLD |
| Label: | Grade A Productions, Interscope Records, Juice WRLD & Universal Music Group |
| Release Date: | January 6, 2023 |
Overseer (Omen) Lyrics
Oh
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah
Uh, yeah
Feel like The Omen, my eyes
are rolling, stuck in the moment
Protection on me, ain’t talking
Trojan, pullin’ up, blowin’
Walkin’ ’round London, a
100K pound on my clothing
I’m runnin’ the town and they know it,
smokin’ on loud and I’m zoning
Smoke out the pound, yee-haw,
yo’ ho and my ho down, yee-haw
Yo’ girl tried to rob my mans, so
my b!tch shot her down, yee-haw
Up and downs on the percs like a see-saw
I’m the wave, these n!ggas get mad that
they stuck in my wave,
so I’m calling it see-saw
I don’t fu*k with no parties but
I turn my room to a rave, Molly what we on
I don’t bother to learn none of
these n!ggas names,
’cause to me they all peons
I know one when I see one, shit,
I would hate to be one
It’s funny how n!ggas be hiding they
blankets, like it wasn’t me
they would sleep on
They alarm clock ring,
my theme song, yeah
I was, but I can’t be broke, yeah,
if I go broke, ship it from Rio, yeah
A Sagittarius, but drip like Aquarius
and I be roaring like Leo, yeah
The game, I’ma marry it, money,
I bury it, life just got a little scarier, yeah
Aim for the neck like a Terrier,
yeah, on a stack,
Ben Franklin, bury her (Uh-huh)
Blood, sweat, tears,
seen some rough years
Now I’m the overseer,
shittin’ on all my peers
Hit the wood like a
lumberjack, no beard
Tryna run up on me,
thirty shots to the rear
High as a b!tch, is it hot in here?
Too high to drive, I let bae steer
If you fu*k with the team,
we gon’ shoot like LeBron
The original 23 Glock, Cavalier
Got a mask on my face,
with a beam on my side
Like I’m at Comic-Con with
a Light Saber, yeah
Rose gold slugs with
the diamonds on the grills
Pills got me sweating like
I’m climbing up a hill
My drip getting wetter so
her pu$$y gettin’ wetter
‘Til my dick feel better in
that b!tch like an eel
Uh-huh, blood, sweat,
tears, seen some rough years
Now I’m the overseer, shittin’ on all my peers
Hit the wood like a lumberjack, no beard
Tryna run up on me,
thirty shots to the rear
High as a b!tch, is it hot in here?
Too high to drive, I let bae steer