OverTime Hustle - How We Play It (feat. Mari2x & 804 Nano)

I say it's murder
When then choppers out, we gon bust his ass
When we catch his ass, we gon stretch his ass, yeah
Bussing at his head
Turned up off the meds
Pussy nigga talking
Spin up on his block
And I'ma spray it
Put him in a coffin
Talking out his top
I leave him dead
I got some shit to touch your ass
You come, you go, just how we play it
Nigga, yeah
Lean up in my styrofoam
Touch him get his mind blown
Bitch, don't call my phone
That pussy bitch had reached the dial tone
Play me in this bitch
I touch your ass, I got my fire on
Talking out your top
Speak on the gang, that's how you die wrong
Bitch, like what the fuck
Say we hopping out of trucks
Just to get that nigga touched
That pussy bitch ran out of luck
Up and hit that nigga head
And leave him dead, bitch it's a must
I came up and got a name
They mad I left em in the dust
Kill em, what my soul say
Touch that nigga head
Up that fire, take his whole face
In that lil bitch mouth just like some Colgate
Peel that nigga skin, let that pole spray
Choppers out, we get em touched
Split a nigga
Talking out your head, we send you up
We come and get you, nigga
Fuck that, leave em dead
Send em to the splitter, nigga
Talk just from the head
Bitch say I'm the realest nigga
Put the play in motion
Bust and I don't know him
Bitch, I up that stick tryna expose him
Fuck that boy who speaking on the gang
We gon tag toe him
I tell my nigga drop a bag
He drop like Four M's
Bussing at his head
Turned up off the meds
Pussy nigga talking
Spin up on his block
And I'ma spray it
Put him in a coffin
Talking out his top
I leave him dead
I got some shit to touch your ass
You come, you go, just how we play it
My young nigga turnt up
Park the whip, hop out and squeeze the Glock
Gangsters gon be gangsters
We don't worried bout if these niggaz talk
Spark him like a match, play with me
Nigga you ain't nothing more than a mission
Hit a nigga on the top of the head
The bullets coming out the front of his fitted
Nigga, on blood gang
Ain't a hood that I ain't good in, in my city
Only way a nigga hate on me
If I'm hotter than em, or I fucked their bitches
Hold up, listen
(Shh)
That's who fucking with us right now
Nigga, said it how it meant
I heard niggaz talking that shit
But the first try something, he finished
I tell Face crack him in his shit
Nigga, he gon need him a dentist
Don't mention smoke behind my name
Nigga, it come with plenty
Overtime hustle, dot com
Four seven
Nigga play, make you feel it
And I'ma scream long live two times
With everything I got in me
Bussing at his head
Turned up off the meds
Pussy nigga talking
Spin up on his block
And I'ma spray it
Put him in a coffin
Talking out his top
I leave him dead
I got some shit to touch your ass
You come, you go, just how we play it
(How we play it)
(Ha, yeah)

Written by:
Keith Morgan, Omaryon McDaniel

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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