Lyrics Overdose, Don't Make a Scene - Yung AK

Donnie Katana
Ayo Donnie, I'mma go hard on this one, ayy
Okay, okay, I bring the cash, double it then I dash

Pop three xans and I run like the flash Roll up blunt then hit that shit fast
Slit my wrist then I run out of space Hold on, this shit ain't sad
Bitch, he shot up the Opps crib But I never felt bad
Stomping his ass, make him bleed Slit his throat, make that shit leak

Bitch, I'm on live TV Hey bitch, how you doing
I'm doing just fine When you ruined your last relationship
Now you coming back, saying, can we please rewind
No, bitch, get out of my face Pull out the blade when the white lines

Gon' take me out of fucking space But fuck you, bitch, this ain't no break
When I run it up and shot a fake Take one, that's how it goes
Making money, banging hoes That I met up at the Superbowl
Then I got me a super hoe That's how you know I ain't faking, bro

Ayy, pull out the shots Take me another shot for my nigga
Bryce may rest in peace, yeah, that's my nigga
We supposed to make it big But I'm still going
Pop me up a perc Bitch, I'm going fast

But I pop up the lean on the quick Man, these hoes make me sick
Yeah, that bitch, sucked my dick Yeah, we got it on the low
Hit some for the loved ones Then we pass it to the pope
Yeah, we love the gas And there ain't no going back

Just how I fuck my bitch And I smack that ass
Beat that nigga louder than the bass Shot himself right through the skull
Yeah, that motherfucker was very full of his breaks
Man, fuck the fakes I'm still going on with these hoes

But all I did was replace, no chase Pop a bottle or two
Pop three more, tell my liver collapse Stuck on my addiction
Ayy, they want me in rehab, ayy But where my reward at
Bitch, I wanted for this shit Bitch, I'm needed for this shit

But fuck everybody, all of y'all can suck my dick
Ayy, what? Till I bring a bag
And then I fuck a bad bitch
Then I fuck a bad bitch
Then I smoke me up a perk When these niggas talking all this shit

These niggas just gon' get murked, what? Ayy, murk that nigga, make him bleed
Stomp on his ass, make that shit leak I'm alive, ayy
Live TV, y'all niggas cannot fuck with me Glock 19, y'all shoot it to the head
When these bitches just want money, ayy And then I run it to the show

19, put it with the flows If y'all niggas cannot fuck with me
Then I'll pull up with your hoe