Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Overkill, artist - Chillinit. Date of issue: 08.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Overkill |
| More money, more problems |
| Christopher Wallace stop kicking my door |
| Stick to the facts, look at my plaques |
| Now there be levels so stick to the score |
| Speaking of levels, my girl be the devil |
| And she wants to smoke on the 60th floor |
| She want it rough, she want to fuck |
| Man on the phone, she’s missing the call, missing the call |
| I said «what mate? |
| Brother how you on the rocks and you not straight? |
| How you on the top? |
| You’re not, your shit drop, when it flop |
| Can’t stick 'em, see through like Scotch Tape |
| Brother got the ganja fumes, I passed ya dude |
| Ya bars are stupid, like hot flame |
| Drop like a Asian barbecue, my party rooms has got chop sticks and a hot plate |
| MH17 you’re a lost case, now I’m better with the steeze, you ain’t got game |
| But you’re honest to promise I’m getting on it, getting stoned like onyx throw |
| rotten like dot name |
| Oi cunt, you ain’t got Gucci |
| Oi cunt, you ain’t got groupies |
| And you can’t even weigh up a gram, is it 007 like a James Bond Movie |
| You can’t spit like Dons, hit Rick like Ross, I’m a big time boss |
| Get the paper, sniff the white, I’m like Dana |
| Midnight stop on a midnight drop |
| Yeah what brudda what, wanna get my spot |
| Brudda fuck it I won it so you can piss right off |
| Brudda fuck it I run it, so get your money for nothing |
| You wanna act real hard, but your inside soft |
| You get smoked like weed in the house |
| You’re a rat like 6ix9ine was |
| Your girl get good D on the couch |
| Cos she like all the big nice prof' |
| Kick back when you see me around |
| Big stacks and my big nice watch |
| I get money without leaving my house |
| I guess I call that a inside job |
| Brudda, I’m a star like Ringo |
| Ting go, da, da, da, da that’s lingo |
| Blaze on the herb you heard the spliff burns |
| So I mastered your baby girls, I’m like dingoes |
| She go spend your last, so I’m gringo |
| She’s going to bend it back, it’s like limbo |
| She’s gonna bend it back, bend it back |
| Yeah she gonna bend it back |
| Brother, I’m in and out ya lane |
| I could get headbutt a brother like Zinedine Zidane |
| I get a headrush brother I’m in a house of pain |
| Get a head fuck brother I lift back your frame |
| I’m like family first, heart is still broken my heart be in pain |
| Fuck this emotion, I don’t feel emotion, I don’t show emotion |
| I laugh in your face |
| Fuck all my friends, fuck their revenge |
| I know that karma could come in a day |
| Down for the streets, but why would I beef when the shit I release hit the |
| chart in a day |
| Money get made |
| I rock Louis like Suarez, brother get to boppin like Arjen |
| Rock wit a ounce Gee, stick emcee’s Lewandowski |
| Brother get up and gone in a half sec, well I’m gonna half step |
| Yeah the hard flow kill you |
| On the fence, Thiago Silva |
| Rock them, sittin in at Tottenham, brother got the pot up in the van of my |
| Tarago Silver |
| Packed out van full of saddies, mayne |
| Your girl calling me daddy, mayne |
| Back in the day it was on RV, like a Tottenham King that’s Harry Kane |
| Yeah I do this, that’s true shit, little hunnies I’m fucking they too thick, |
| your girl toothpick |
| My girl on a boat with a P and an O, cruise ship |
| You wanna do this, want smoke pass the hookah |
| Been midfield like Luca, you know the bars are the bomb |
| And the bars could nuke you, so bang brudda, bang brudda |
| Master shooter, let me play take leaves like Mark Viduka |
| Little bae got tits, thick hips, big bitch, in the back of my van doing Kama |
| Sutra |
| When did this happen, now I got the hunnids and dope in my whip now I got |
| thotties that speaking in Spanish and she want to fuck and then smoke on the |
| spliff |
| Bottle for bottle she calling me daddy, and she want to fuck while her throats |
| in my grip |
| And I count all my money I make off my rapping and cut some Columbian coke off |
| the brick |
| We on some shit |
| Brother that’s Overdrive, I said brother yeah brother that’s overdrive |
| Yeah I own the mic, stoned the skill, you know the drill |
| Yeah I rhyme for my bros for life, because everybody talks online |
| Talk like you know me, bro that’s fine |
| You don’t like me, I don’t like you |
| I feel the same but you cunts wanna speak my name |
| I said okay Brother that’s Overdrive, yeah brother, yeah brother that’s |
| Overdrive |
| Yeah brother |
| Yeah brother |
| Yeah brother |
| Yeah brother |
| Yeah brother |
| Yeah brother, that’s Overdrive, ugh yeah |
| Now I’m going overkill, I said ugh, now I’m going overkill, I said huh now I’m |
| going overkill, I said ugh ugh |