Over the Limit ft. Grimm Doza Lyrics

Yeah, most these pussy niggas, ain't who they pretend to be

Oh you friends, with one of my opps, That make you my enemy

In the field, we chasing the sack, give fuck bout the penalty

Smoke out the runts, til it's no air, got hoes, at the bnb

Don't tell me I'm tripping, pussy ass nigga, you tripping

Yeah, prada of my lenses, I done upgraded my vision

Can't take the heat, get the fuck out the kitchen

On the highway speed, going over the limit, I'm on

Bullshit security, aint patting me down

While I'm stage, they touching my chain, I fuck around and jump in the crowd

All of the doors that I seen closed, the motherfuckers opening now

Shawty got ass, she want me to see it, the way that she poking it out

Real niggas in my circle, these niggas was never around

I was shooting shots since I was a rookie, but I took the veteran route

I never sell my soul, they can come with whatever amount

Always traveling, I know she mad, she think about settling down

Nigga, Got smoke on Instagram live, but none of them never in town

Told them niggas they turn over, cause them niggas never in bounds

I got hoes for me and my dawg, that these niggas never could pound

Bitch, I graduated from the hood, I ain't want no cap and gown

Bitch, I never had worked at lids, so I can't cap you down

All them niggas like what I did, so niggas try to jack my style

I got a k with the wood on tip, that shit like a black and mild

Step out with a African chick, but she still in denial

Yeah, must be pussy niggas, ain't who they pretend to be

Oh you friends with one of my opps, that make you my enemy

In the field, we chasing sack give a fuck bout the penalty

Smoke out the runts, til it's no, air with the hoes at the B&B

Don't tell me I'm tripping, pussy ass nigga you tripping

Yeah, prada of my lenses, I done upgraded my vision

Can't take the heat, get the fuck out the kitchen

On the highway speed, going over the limit