Shad Da God - Overboard lyrics

[Hook: Shad] I don't care none bout your pain We catch a flitch to ease that sh** You ain't sent a hundred thousand you ain't up that n***a wrist I pull up in that truck I swear to god for that sh** I pop percs up in that sh**, I might doze off in that sh** Six d** n***a don't overboard it We in the street and we overboard it n***a don't approach me don't overboard it n***a I got that forty and I'm gon' overboard it (n***a I'm gon overboard it) [Verse 1: Shad] OG red and it clean, I just left Atlanta with racks on me b**h you acting like your p**y life [?] b**h you acting like like you don't know I hang around dope fiends b**h you acting like I won't pull up with some red beams n***a play with my sh** n***a them n***as they dead to me We gone slaughter like them n***as in that sixty three Slide up in that Benz with that sh** it don't got no key Pull up on that strap music and [?] 23 the green street like twenty three the green It ain't no degrees the AP it ain't no degrees Put like two zips in the Fanta while I roll the weed [Hook] I don't care none bout your pain We catch a flitch to ease that sh** You ain't sent a hundred thousand you ain't up that n***a wrist I pull up in that truck I swear to god for that sh** I pop percs up in that sh**, I might doze off in that sh** Six d** n***a don't overboard it We in the street and we overboard it n***a don't approach me don't overboard it n***a I got that forty and I'm gon' overboard it (n***a I'm gon overboard it) [Verse 2: Lil Duke] Never ever go an extra mile tryin' to please a b**h n***a you was cool while I was broke Why you want to act now I'm rich I rather catch flights I don't got no feelings Pulled off the lot chopped the ceiling Hatin' on the low while I'm tryna' get millions (Hatin' on the low while I'm tryna' get millions?) No I'm not a average I'm not a civilian done made me a k**in' b**h I'm not a rapper I'm a dealer Came from the trap house I made me a k**in' Just look at they face boy them boys lookin jealous Coke on the floor by my Maison Margielas [Hook] I don't care none bout your pain We catch a flitch to ease that sh** You ain't sent a hundred thousand you ain't up that n***a wrist I pull up in that truck I swear to god for that sh** I pop percs up in that sh**, I might doze off in that sh** Six d** n***a don't overboard it We in the street and we overboard it n***a don't approach me don't overboard it n***a I got that forty and I'm gon' overboard it (n***a I'm gon overboard it)