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overtime - baby flaco lyrics lyrics

[intro]
hol’ on, hol’ on, hol’ on

[chorus]
i went overtime every time (every f+ckin’ time)
b+tch, don’t even bang my line
out of sight, out of mind, b+tch, i’m on my grind
she want saint laurent for that tw+t
but i am not that guy
tryna boss my b+tches up, tryna be the one who shine (hol’ on)
then put you on an island, you got mileage, she tryna f+ck for designer (she got mileage)
she like, “you so poppin’,” i got options, workin’ got me nautious
i got bl!cky tucked, get the f+ck, please precede with caution (i got bl!cky tucked)
b+tches smell like dope, i ain’t stumped about no ho (hol’ on)

[verse]
i got real exotic scent sprayed up on my clothes
all black truck, pop out, trend, strike a pose
tattoo on my neck, dead opps, sn+tchin’ souls
she think she a expert, baby, show me how it goes (show me how it goes)
feel like jon jones, catch a opp, i’m throwin’ ‘bows
if you let me f+ck, ho, i might pay for your toes
how your ass a shark and you ain’t never, ever stole?
negative four degrees, colder than all you n+ggas
he got ho tendencies, he got twitter fingers
i can’t believe these hoes, why they f+ck you n+ggas? (believe these hoes)
you ain’t touch a soul and you ain’t pull no triggers (hol’ on)
[chorus]
i went overtime every time
b+tch, don’t even bang my line (every f+ckin’ time)
out of sight, out of mind, b+tch, i’m on my grind
she want saint laurent for that tw+t
but i am not that guy
tryna boss my b+tches up, tryna be the one who shine
then put you on an island, you got mileage (gang), she tryna f+ck for designer
she like, “you so poppin’,” i got options (designer), workin’ got me nautious
i got bl!cky tucked, get the f+ck, please precede with caution
b+tches smell like dope, i ain’t stumped about no ho

- overtime lyrics

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