Overtime (Rain) Lyrics

Sippin on that rain

Vodka

Kickin wit the gang

Bitch boy

You can't ride wit us

Smoking on dank

Three.five pack line it up

Baby stop that capping you ain't smoking

Yous a liar huh

Flexing for them niggas on the gram

I just wanna slam

I ain't cuffing no like damn

Text my phone she hit me back

I'm not trynna talk again

Rolly a Ly imma purge it

Yea I'm trynna spark again

Ion really see a ceiling

Anything goes

Bitch I'm working hard

Grinding for the bros

Bitch I'm working hard

Grinding for the goals

I need paper fat

Nigga yea you know

In this life you run a race

And that's a race that I can't throw

In this life I move wit grace

And wit the grace then comes the gold

With the gold then comes the plate

And that's when niggas start to fold

Ion really trust em tho

Ion really trust a hoe

Ion really trust a nigga that a switch up on they bro

Ion really trust a bitch that will ya business tho

But we been knew that tho

We knew that tho

But we been knew that tho

We knew that tho

Mix that rain

With that Taylor port

It's time to teleport

Mix that rain

With that fruit punch

Body jelly boy

Mix that port wit that lemonade

Minute made dork

Mix that rain

Now that time gon fade

Fade into that void

Yea

Love all of my bruddas

Love all of my team

When I'm by myself

I love to roll that green

Strong packy that kelp

Whatchu mean

Hmm

Stop that bitching like

Hmm

This for me like

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Working over time

Hmmm

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Overtime