Overdrive (feat. Swaco Tha Illest)
Ain't no need to play 'cause we can max it into overdrive
Never been a lame, I'm just coloring outside the lines
Keep on showing face just to remind you I'ma cold your spine
Fellow foot on gas (Forty)
Ain't no time to be relaxed, yeah
Forty-seven, I'm back on my bullshit 'cause bitch I'm a bully
My roadie on Tully, acting unruly
Zero fucks given I'm giving it fully
Bitch, who gon' choose me
I'm the nigga they comparing to Cole
I rap like I'm 80, I'm only 20 years old
The cards only bend they never thinkin' of fold
She bend and she fold, she taking it whole
I'm outta control
She stay in my locket, put gas in my rocket and blood in my pen
And gas in my Benz
She not fucking me gently and telling her friends
We fuck and part ways, only texting for then
I like me a queen
She black and she beautiful
Dirt colored eyes and she stay on her cuticles
Bad and she pretty
She real and sadiddy
I hold on her waist and I sleep on her titties (BS)
Ain't no need to play 'cause we can max it into overdrive
Never been a lame, I'm just coloring outside the lines
Keep on showing face just to remind you I'ma cold your spine
Fellow foot on gas
Ain't no time to be relaxed, yeah
You ain't tryna win, don't want your advice
I'm killin' the cadence, I stay on the mic
I'm colder than Sprite, let me clear my throat
Mhm mhm mhm gotta let out the smoke
Stay in my boat when I'm in bigger seas
Was already hot I just got more degrees
I'm saying I'm dawg and I'm knowin' they fleas
Me and young Forty be clearing the scene
Like Woo, yeah I never rest
I had to drop a few bands for the chest
Call me a pirate, I jug and finesse
Turn nothing to something, I call it my best
Perfect the craft and turn to a chef
Keep all the money in hand (Hand)
Fuck any door that they just wanna slam (Slam)
I built me a castle with time in the sand, damn
Ain't no need to play 'cause we can max it into overdrive (Overdrive)
Never been a lame, I'm just coloring outside the lines
Keep on showing face just to remind you I'ma cold your spine
Fellow foot on gas
Ain't no time to be relaxed, yeah
Never been a lame, I'm just coloring outside the lines
Keep on showing face just to remind you I'ma cold your spine
Fellow foot on gas (Forty)
Ain't no time to be relaxed, yeah
Forty-seven, I'm back on my bullshit 'cause bitch I'm a bully
My roadie on Tully, acting unruly
Zero fucks given I'm giving it fully
Bitch, who gon' choose me
I'm the nigga they comparing to Cole
I rap like I'm 80, I'm only 20 years old
The cards only bend they never thinkin' of fold
She bend and she fold, she taking it whole
I'm outta control
She stay in my locket, put gas in my rocket and blood in my pen
And gas in my Benz
She not fucking me gently and telling her friends
We fuck and part ways, only texting for then
I like me a queen
She black and she beautiful
Dirt colored eyes and she stay on her cuticles
Bad and she pretty
She real and sadiddy
I hold on her waist and I sleep on her titties (BS)
Ain't no need to play 'cause we can max it into overdrive
Never been a lame, I'm just coloring outside the lines
Keep on showing face just to remind you I'ma cold your spine
Fellow foot on gas
Ain't no time to be relaxed, yeah
You ain't tryna win, don't want your advice
I'm killin' the cadence, I stay on the mic
I'm colder than Sprite, let me clear my throat
Mhm mhm mhm gotta let out the smoke
Stay in my boat when I'm in bigger seas
Was already hot I just got more degrees
I'm saying I'm dawg and I'm knowin' they fleas
Me and young Forty be clearing the scene
Like Woo, yeah I never rest
I had to drop a few bands for the chest
Call me a pirate, I jug and finesse
Turn nothing to something, I call it my best
Perfect the craft and turn to a chef
Keep all the money in hand (Hand)
Fuck any door that they just wanna slam (Slam)
I built me a castle with time in the sand, damn
Ain't no need to play 'cause we can max it into overdrive (Overdrive)
Never been a lame, I'm just coloring outside the lines
Keep on showing face just to remind you I'ma cold your spine
Fellow foot on gas
Ain't no time to be relaxed, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Na'zir Sims
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