Overload lyrics

[Intro: tana]
Uh uh n*gga
Don't f*ck around come over here, get ya' ass beat
f*ck nah, don't do that sh*t
Hell nah, haha
Not playin' with yo' ass n*gga
b*tch ass, stupid ass n*gga
f*ck wrong with that boy?

[Chorus: tana]
All the money go straight to my thumb
She give me all her brain like she dumb
And I'm doing this sh*t just for fun
And my blood, he know I'm the one
That swag, swag, swag
Got swag, swag, swag
And I mix the Rhude with the Vet'
Make her tat my name on her chest
Bih' said she gon' pull up, I'm like, "bet"
And I roll a backwood on jet
And I don't need no motherf*ckin' filter
I f*ck on yo' momma, yo' auntie, yo motherf*ckin' sister
I'm always with all of my n*ggas, please don't try this sh*t or we uppin' the motherf*ckin' triggers

[Verse 1: tana]
Yеah, how you figure?
And I promise it ain't nothing bigger- than this
Ya' b*tch- likе a tick, suck di*k in the whip
Need my money, need my splits
She do splits, she do tricks, on the di*k
We got sticks, for you b*tch
[Bridge: tana]
All the money go straight to my thumb
She give me all her brain like she dumb
And I'm doing this sh*t just for fun
And my blood, he know I'm the one
That swag, swag, swag
Got swag, swag, swag

[Verse 2: Diorvsyou]
Swag over— yeah, swag overload
Swag overdose
I get swag to hold my ho's
I got the baddest broads
On God she puttin' it on, she rockin' my clothes
I tatted my neck and arm
She tryna' take all this sh*t off, want me out my clothes
And I don't need no motherf*ckin' stylist
I swear I be flyer, did numbers on little bitty posts
And I really be geeked out my body
I'm rollin' off roxy lil' baby, you know I'm not sober
And I Uber Black for the mileage
I'm too geeked up to be driving, I'm out in these roads
My closet as old as Madonna
Prada fur all on my collar, can't find this at Dover

[Chorus: tana]
All the money go straight to my thumb
She give me all her brain like she dumb
And I'm doing this sh*t just for fun
And my blood, he know I'm the one
That swag, swag, swag
Got swag, swag, swag
And I mix the Rhude with the Vet'
Make her tat my name on her chest
Bih' said she gon' pull up, I'm like, "bet"
And I roll a backwood on jet
And I don't need no motherf*ckin' filter
I f*ck on yo' momma, yo' auntie, yo motherf*ckin' sister
I'm always with all of my n*ggas, please don't try this sh*t or we uppin' the motherf*ckin' triggers