Overhead lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, f*ck outta here n*gga
Gang, oooh, gang, ayy, ooh, bang bang bang

[Verse 1]
I pop up in the middle of a hot block (Block, GBE baby)
In the drop top, play hopscotch on them hoes (Hopscotch)
She actin' crazy up a big nut on them hoe (Frrr)
Got the semi and got my Glock on them hoe (Bang, bang)
Wide body come and kill a hoe in the parking lot (Du-du-duh)
Mob sh*t, lose your life over a parking spot (Du-du-duh)
Trap real motherf*cking stong Juggernaut (Skuduskrr)
Beam on your head make you fall off the top
Maid come to clean my house 'cause I like it neat
Told her she a good girl, she act like a freak (Ayy, ayy)
And I'm smoking O's like one day that's my Capisce (Ayy ayy)
She jump the 8 feet, b*tch said I like it steep (Skrt skrt skrt)

[Chorus]
Sit in a lamborghini and set it on 4's (Ayy, Ayy, Ayy)
I just want a new motherf*cking bankroll (Ayy)
Brand new Rolls Royce for the skank hoes (Skuduskrr, Skuduskrr)
We was having fun b*tch we play with dracos (Du-Du-Duh)
pus*y couldn't even do a hit 'cause he was scared (Nah)
Up the f*cking beam and then place it on your head (Bang, bang)
Hold it on your head like a f*cking overhead (Bang)
Gotta count the racks before I f*cking go to bed (Gang, Gang)
[Verse 2]
Gags up, Keke Palmer
pus*y we'll squeeze your coconut, Palm
Is your lil brodie b*tch you thought I played some drummers
Momma should have wore a f*cking what? Condom
Can't take my shorties nowhere 'cause they with it
I see he be frontin' for them what? For the b*tches
Say that he was slidin', but what? But he slippin'
Can't take the heat then stay out of what? Out the kitchen (Ayy)
Snitch ass lil' f*ck boy, how you send a hit and tell on the one you sent boy?
I'm in good health looking like a f*cking lick boy
You should get a bunny chain 'cause yo' ass a trick boy

[Chorus]
Sit in a lamborghini and set it on 4's (Ayy, Ayy, Ayy)
I just want a new motherf*cking bankroll (Ayy)
Brand new Rolls Royce for the skank hoes (Skuduskrr, Skuduskrr)
We was having fun b*tch we play with dracos (Du-Du-Duh)
pus*y couldn't even do a hit 'cause he was scared (Nah)
Up the f*cking beam and then place it on your head (Bang, bang)
Hold it on your head like a f*cking overhead (Bang)
Gotta count the racks before I f*cking go to bed (Gang, Gang)

[Verse 3]
Gun on me you ain't even see it
Judge trynna stick brodie up for some sh*t he ain't even did
Baby momma don't do sh*t, she knows how to be a b*tch
Steady tellin' a young n*gga that he envy as sh*t
He got life and he can't read a sh*t
We will leave your pus*y ass funky, it won't beat that sh*t
And we ain't got no problem, reach for the stick
Gave her di*k and told her "b*tch, bye"
She said I'm being a prick
Ayy, I guess envy a prick
Lean on the way has gettin' heavy, a brick
Left your hellcat in the hood and they set it on bricks
Took six of everything, no n*gga, no sh*t
Ayy, is you posted? Takin' videos of your shooter, don't post it
Cop poppin' off the f*ckin' pipes, buy more sticks
Ugh-ugh, coughin' on the f*ckin' dope, is you choke b*tch?
[Chorus]
Sit in a lamborghini and set it on 4's (Ayy, Ayy, Ayy)
I just want a new motherf*cking bankroll (Ayy)
Brand new Rolls Royce for the skank hoes (Skuduskrr, Skuduskrr)
We was having fun b*tch we play with dracos (Du-Du-Duh)
pus*y couldn't even do a hit 'cause he was scared (Nah)
Up the f*cking beam and then place it on your head (Bang, bang)
Hold it on your head like a f*cking overhead (Bang)
Gotta count the racks before I f*cking go to bed (Gang, Gang)

[Verse 4]
Them young n*ggas ain't got a lot of money but they got a lot of heart
I was in the jungle just like madagascar
Zip you up and put your ass up in a shopping cart
Watch what you say around him 'cause he a narc
What gang he claim? I don't wanna be a part
Big got a twin, I don't know Tamara
pus*y we gon' send you, we don't care if it's V.I.Party
Hit you with the 9mm 360
Put you in the trigger bag, yeah, V.I.b*tch
I don't need security, b*tch I need a stick
Walked up the Lambo, they eyeing me and sh*t
Lamborghini out side it need serving
What you eyeing me for? get to work b*tch!
b*tch, we got Maybachs with the curtains
Countin' green skin even though I'm dark skin
Walkin' on the beat like a f*cking carpet
Said my house clean b*tch that's that Margaret
b*tch in a 4x4 but she can't park it
Yeah I sold a rock but I’m not from Marcy
[Chorus]
Sit in a lamborghini and set it on 4's (Ayy, Ayy, Ayy)
I just want a new motherf*cking bankroll (Ayy)
Brand new Rolls Royce for the skank hoes (Skuduskrr, Skuduskrr)
We was having fun b*tch we play with dracos (Du-Du-Duh)
pus*y couldn't even do a hit 'cause he was scared (Nah)
Up the f*cking beam and then place it on your head (Bang, bang)
Hold it on your head like a f*cking overhead (Bang)
Gotta count the racks before I f*cking go to bed (Gang, Gang)

[Verse 5]
As I sit back relaxed, shorty hear "Yurr" (On my lap)
Yeah, shout out to the shorties that rescind from the trap
Rat ass n*ggas, man, we got the mice traps
Ayy, have your engine like a strap
Lyin' to these b*tches, boy, you know she like Pap
Catch yo' pus*y ass in jail and make you rap
Chicken and them yams, someone call ASAP
I'm in New Orleans, gettin' Chino or the Mella
Is it true that saying "All dogs go to heaven"?
You ain't never squeeze or had that feelin'
Up the new to you, I ain't even like that really
Ridin' with the 50, smokin' on the Pastor
b*tch, we been havin' beef like tacos
You wanna be the La Familia, be the vatos
But she gotta have a membership, Costco
Ayy, f*ck yo' clique, drop dead
pus*y sendin' 91's then he got scared
pus*y can't hold war then he can't hold sh*t
How the f*ck you gon' be a shark, no ma'am
Spendin' paper no scam
He thought he was live, we gon' mute him no sound
And we pullin' up, we'll shut the show down
Police up there, f*ck boy, slow down!
Ayy, yeah, yes ma'am
Send us the alley, we gon' come and blow it down
10mm, 45 and 40 cals
b*tch, I buy arcades, choppers, pistols, pounds
Ayy, lean close hoes, not a bean
pus*y boy was dissin' then he was lotta sh*t
Gang hoppin' ass n*gga, hoppin' like a b*tch
Shoot the gun in your crib, the neighbors wanna sh*t
Ayy, put a tomato on the sh*t
Ding-ding, it's beef with you, it's waitin' on a b*tch
You call TMZ yourself, you waitin’ on the critics
Put him in a suit, he should've mind his f*ckin' business

[Chorus]
Sit in a lamborghini and set it on 4's (Ayy, Ayy, Ayy)
I just want a new motherf*cking bankroll (Ayy)
Brand new Rolls Royce for the skank hoes (Skuduskrr, Skuduskrr)
We was having fun b*tch we play with dracos (Du-Du-Duh)
pus*y couldn't even do a hit 'cause he was scared (Nah)
Up the f*cking beam and then place it on your head (Bang, bang)
Hold it on your head like a f*cking overhead (Bang)
Gotta count the racks before I f*cking go to bed (Gang, Gang)

[Outro]
Yurr, yeah
Yurr, yeah
Yurr, yeah
Yurr, yeah