Zayside - Overkill (Outro)

Ahh, Ten toes, bitch I ain't gon stop till all my niggas on
Always been the type to lend a hand and they still did me wrong
Won't never fold, chopped with Brother Mo he said let's get it goin'
Had to leave some niggas in the stands cuz they they couldn't see the goal
My vision on, tryna do whatever's finna stack a milly
Tried to put my niggas in position, they was actin' silly
How you think I'm finna break some bread if you wouldn't stack it with me?
You ain't in that Honda why you think that you gon slide the Bentley?
Baby need Mercedes C300 for the rainy day
Niggas say they rockin' that's 4L but that shit to day to day
I'm paid today, hop up in that booth you know I came to play
Set that bitch on fire and pray to god that I'm gon make it rain
I made a way, and all my realest niggas bitch they love me for it
If I got the rock I pass the ball bitch we all will score
Fuck her like a demon get inside and she might thank the Lord
Bitch i'm finna pop they said don't stop and I'm like say no more
Z-A-Y-S-I-D to the E bitch I'll forever rep
I'm steppin' for the ones who show me love, fuck who disrespect
Middle finger posted, niggas knowin' that I been a threat
I drop, they turn me up
It's real authentic, know this side the best
Z-A-Y-S-I-D to the E bitch I'll forever rep
I'm steppin' for the ones who show me love, fuck who disrespect
Middle finger posted, niggas knowin' that I been a threat
I drop, they turn me up
It's real authentic, know this side the best
Hold still, bitch I feel like Mozzy oh I'm so for real
Niggas flex a band that's all in dubs and hold it like a mill
Even if I got it, no I don't but you don't know that still
You niggas movin' backwards but complain when niggas show the real
Oh it's real, shout to all my niggas bitch it's overkill
I came in with the sauce but as of late that shit been over spilled
Murder instrumentals when I'm foamin' bitch you know it's killed
Slide down when I slide round bitch they know the drill
Hold still, bitch I feel like Mozzy oh I'm so for real
Niggas flex a band that's all in dubs and hold it like a mill
Even if I got it, no I don't but you don't know that still
You niggas movin' backwards but complain when niggas show the real
Oh it's real, shout to all my niggas bitch it's overkill
I came in with the sauce but as of late that shit been over spilled
Murder instrumentals when I'm foamin' bitch you know it's killed
Slide down when I slide round bitch they know the drill
Ten toes, bitch I ain't gon stop till all my niggas on
Always been the type to lend a hand and they still did me wrong
Won't never fold, chopped with Brother Mo he said let's get it goin'
Had to leave some niggas in the stands cuz they they couldn't see the goal
My vision on, tryna do whatever's finna stack a milly
Tried to put my niggas in position, they was actin' silly
How you think I'm finna break some bread if you wouldn't stack it with me?
You ain't in that Honda why you think that you gon slide the Bentley?

Written by:
Izaiah Clark

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