Over It

Lyrics

[Intro] (Don'tSleep) (Jake$and on the beat) Runnin' to that check [Chorus] Runnin' to that check Yeah, I'm on the sprint Ridin' in the Rolls-Royce, but it ain't got no tint But that bitch got Hermes interior inside of it Yeah, that bitch she like to suck dick but she know I'm celibate Across my chest two-tone broken heart Every car is push-to-start He really ain't got no bag Fuckin' his bitch, he goin' out sad [Verse] Leave that boy sick Get him a check-up quick You assume, but I'm over it See bullshit just like Stevie Wonder Smokin' loud then I ignore you You bitch, you borin', got me snorin' Posted on the block wit' the pole Ten ways to count that check, do that daily I ain't tryna fuck, you're 80s, yeah, I'm a 90s baby Eat my dick and you be humble Trap jumpin' like a road rumble Get the ball, too clutch, can't fumble Feel like Kobe in the fourth I got drank, I put 4 in the 20 Please don't talk while I'm recordin' Foreigns fast Pay the tax Tax slips AR hold a hunned rounds This .40 is my bloodhound You come up short then you gon' drown [Chorus] Runnin' to that check Yeah, I'm on the sprint Ridin' in the Rolls-Royce, but it ain't got no tint But that bitch got Hermes interior inside of it Yeah, that bitch she like to suck dick but she know I'm celibate Across my chest two-tone broken heart Every car is push-to-start He really ain't got no bag Fuckin' his bitch, he goin' out sad