Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Overload, artist - Lloyd Banks.
Date of issue: 19.07.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Overload |
More money, m-m-m-more money |
More money, m-m-more money |
Woke up in the morning with my thoughts green |
Queens! |
{Verse One] |
Banko prep for war already, clean out the store I’m petty |
Half my life anticipating, fifteen years been touring heavy |
Rappers in the mortuary, don’t get to draw I’m deadly |
Victim files are more than plenty, bring on the semi, uh! |
Ferragamo no colors, my shit designer all the time |
Benji dollar my covers, I’m fit for commas, born to bomb |
Hand me all the newcomers I body bag 'em, mow the lawn |
Every time it’s a homi, shotty, magnum, forty-five |
Bottles out with my niggas, congratulations to the mob |
Wipe my ass with your favors, I got these haters on their job |
Iron candy your flavors, you need some paper? |
Go and rob |
Ain’t no telling what the hell the money changes, oh my god |
More money, m-m-m-more money |
More money, m-m-more money |
Woke up in the morning with my thoughts green |
Queens, nigga |
Never cared for fame connected, came in the game respected |
Fuck opinions coming from pennies, we got the same objective |
Rollie out the window slowly, them coppers aiming reckless |
Broken necks you reach the next level, make me a necklace, uh! |
Diamond crown on my caesar, my dog can squeeze and knock you off |
Twenty in the lit Cohiba like a boss |
Everybody’s somebody, another reason to lock the doors |
Stamp me out of my Visa, Loubi' tees and lobster claws |
Dollar sign in my social, my vocals trip to borderline |
Busy lighting the purple, champagne in the morning time |
Bitches hop on your wagon, ain’t have the faith before the shine |
Shh, think I hear them calling, money coming, more to find |
{Hook] |
More money, m-m-m-more money |
More money, m-m-more money |
Woke up in the morning with my thoughts green |
Queens! |