OVERTIME

I got 10 in my pocket, another 20 on my wrist Countin' up this money while I'm fuckin' on your bitch Shawty talkin' crazy like she tryna have my kid I pop a couple bottles at the club and we get lit We get lit, we get sauced up She said that I get her wetter than some runnin' water Rollin' up on wood, I stuff this bitch with like a quarter That lil' shawty petty, she keep actin' like I lost her Yeah, I ain't lose nothin When I pull up to a crib, I leave the engine runnin I just smoked a whole ounce, flip a whole onion All my whips ain't got no keys, so I push the button Yeah, I'm slidin' in a coupe, I'm hydroplanin' in the rain Make this money every day it make my problems go away They been speakin' on my name, don't give a f*ck what people say I make deposits at the bank, I'm with your bitch, she tryna stay She tryna play, I don't play no games Pockets got the range, in the whip, I'm switchin' lanes Gas pull tank, when I skirt off, it shoot flame Bitches know I got the dollar, she gon' call me Dame I got ten in my pocket, another twenty on my wrist Countin' up this money while I'm fuckin' on your bitch Shawty talkin' crazy like she tryna have my kid I pop a couple bottles at the club and we get lit We get lit, we get sauced up She said that I got her wetter than some runnin' water Rollin' up on wood, I stuff this bitch with like a quarter Tell her shawty petty, she keep actin' like I lost her Big ring on it, got them Vs and them VVs Bitch, I ain't no lumberjack, but we sellin' trees Neck be on froze, so I keep a couple geese Young in the OZ, now I'm smokin' OZs Said I ride her like a bull, so I ole And I'm all up in her mouth just like Colgate Skirt off in the whip, it got that V8 Two hundred on the dash, I hit the E-Way I just hit the jeweler for a chain, said it better have some weight I just told the bitch to hurry up, I don't like waitin Workin' overtime, no, I don't like takin' breaks If I'm pullin' up, it better come with a payment I got ten in my pocket, another twenty on my wrist Countin' up this money while I'm fuckin' on your bitch Shawty talkin' crazy like she tryna have my kid I pop a couple bottles at the club and we get lit We get lit, we get soft sauced up She said that I got her wetter than some runnin' water Rollin' up on what I stuffed this bitch with like a quarter That lil' shawty petty, she keep actin' like I lost her