Overhead

By Chief Keef

Released on April 2, 2022

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[Intro]

Ayy, ayy, ayy, fuck outta here nigga

Gang, oooh, gang, ayy, ooh, bang bang bang


[Verse 1]

I pop up in the middle of a hot block (Block, GBE baby)

In the drop top, play hopscotch on them hoes (Hopscotch)

She actin' crazy up a big nut on them hoe (Frrr)

Got the semi and got my Glock on them hoe (Bang, bang)

Wide body come and kill a hoe in the parking lot (Du-du-duh)

Mob shit, lose your life over a parking spot (Du-du-duh)

Trap real motherfucking stong Juggernaut (Skuduskrr)

Beam on your head make you fall off the top

Maid come to clean my house 'cause I like it neat

Told her she a good girl, she act like a freak (Ayy, ayy)

And I'm smoking O's like one day that's my Capisce (Ayy ayy)

She jump the 8 feet, bitch said I like it steep (Skrt skrt skrt)


[Chorus]

Sit in a lamborghini and set it on 4's (Ayy, Ayy, Ayy)

I just want a new motherfucking bankroll (Ayy)

Brand new Rolls Royce for the skank hoes (Skuduskrr, Skuduskrr)

We was having fun bitch we play with dracos (Du-Du-Duh)

Pussy couldn't even do a hit 'cause he was scared (Nah)

Up the fucking beam and then place it on your head (Bang, bang)

Hold it on your head like a fucking overhead (Bang)

Gotta count the racks before I fucking go to bed (Gang, Gang)


[Verse 2]

Gags up, Keke Palmer

Pussy we'll squeeze your coconut, Palm

Is your lil brodie bitch you thought I played some drummers

Momma should have wore a fucking what? Condom

Can't take my shorties nowhere 'cause they with it

I see he be frontin' for them what? For the bitches

Say that he was slidin', but what? But he slippin'

Can't take the heat then stay out of what? Out the kitchen (Ayy)

Snitch ass lil' fuck boy, how you send a hit and tell on the one you sent boy?

I'm in good health looking like a fucking lick boy

You should get a bunny chain 'cause yo' ass a trick boy


[Chorus]

Sit in a lamborghini and set it on 4's (Ayy, Ayy, Ayy)

I just want a new motherfucking bankroll (Ayy)

Brand new Rolls Royce for the skank hoes (Skuduskrr, Skuduskrr)

We was having fun bitch we play with dracos (Du-Du-Duh)

Pussy couldn't even do a hit 'cause he was scared (Nah)

Up the fucking beam and then place it on your head (Bang, bang)

Hold it on your head like a fucking overhead (Bang)

Gotta count the racks before I fucking go to bed (Gang, Gang)


[Verse 3]

Gun on me you ain't even see it

Judge trynna stick brodie up for some shit he ain't even did

Baby momma don't do shit, she knows how to be a bitch

Steady tellin' a young nigga that he envy as shit

He got life and he can't read a shit

We will leave your pussy ass funky, it won't beat that shit

And we ain't got no problem, reach for the stick

Gave her dick and told her "Bitch, bye"

She said I'm being a prick

Ayy, I guess envy a prick

Lean on the way has gettin' heavy, a brick

Left your hellcat in the hood and they set it on bricks

Took six of everything, no nigga, no shit

Ayy, is you posted? Takin' videos of your shooter, don't post it

Cop poppin' off the fuckin' pipes, buy more sticks

Ugh-ugh, coughin' on the fuckin' dope, is you choke bitch?


[Chorus]

Sit in a lamborghini and set it on 4's (Ayy, Ayy, Ayy)

I just want a new motherfucking bankroll (Ayy)

Brand new Rolls Royce for the skank hoes (Skuduskrr, Skuduskrr)

We was having fun bitch we play with dracos (Du-Du-Duh)

Pussy couldn't even do a hit 'cause he was scared (Nah)

Up the fucking beam and then place it on your head (Bang, bang)

Hold it on your head like a fucking overhead (Bang)

Gotta count the racks before I fucking go to bed (Gang, Gang)


[Verse 4]

Them young niggas ain't got a lot of money but they got a lot of heart

I was in the jungle just like madagascar

Zip you up and put your ass up in a shopping cart

Watch what you say around him 'cause he a narc

What gang he claim? I don't wanna be a part

Big got a twin, I don't know Tamara

Pussy we gon' send you, we don't care if it's V.I.Party

Hit you with the 9mm 360

Put you in the trigger bag, yeah, V.I.Bitch

I don't need security, bitch I need a stick

Walked up the Lambo, they eyeing me and shit

Lamborghini out side it need serving

What you eyeing me for? get to work bitch!

Bitch, we got Maybachs with the curtains

Countin' green skin even though I'm dark skin

Walkin' on the beat like a fucking carpet

Said my house clean bitch that's that Margaret

Bitch in a 4x4 but she can't park it

Yeah I sold a rock but I’m not from Marcy


[Chorus]

Sit in a lamborghini and set it on 4's (Ayy, Ayy, Ayy)

I just want a new motherfucking bankroll (Ayy)

Brand new Rolls Royce for the skank hoes (Skuduskrr, Skuduskrr)

We was having fun bitch we play with dracos (Du-Du-Duh)

Pussy couldn't even do a hit 'cause he was scared (Nah)

Up the fucking beam and then place it on your head (Bang, bang)

Hold it on your head like a fucking overhead (Bang)

Gotta count the racks before I fucking go to bed (Gang, Gang)


[Verse 5]

As I sit back relaxed, shorty hear "Yurr" (On my lap)

Yeah, shout out to the shorties that rescind from the trap

Rat ass niggas, man, we got the mice traps

Ayy, have your engine like a strap

Lyin' to these bitches, boy, you know she like Pap

Catch yo' pussy ass in jail and make you rap

Chicken and them yams, someone call ASAP

I'm in New Orleans, gettin' Chino or the Mella

Is it true that saying "All dogs go to heaven"?

You ain't never squeeze or had that feelin'

Up the new to you, I ain't even like that really

Ridin' with the 50, smokin' on the Pastor

Bitch, we been havin' beef like tacos

You wanna be the La Familia, be the vatos

But she gotta have a membership, Costco

Ayy, fuck yo' clique, drop dead

Pussy sendin' 91's then he got scared

Pussy can't hold war then he can't hold shit

How the fuck you gon' be a shark, no ma'am

Spendin' paper no scam

He thought he was live, we gon' mute him no sound

And we pullin' up, we'll shut the show down

Police up there, fuck boy, slow down!

Ayy, yeah, yes ma'am

Send us the alley, we gon' come and blow it down

10mm, 45 and 40 cals

Bitch, I buy arcades, choppers, pistols, pounds

Ayy, lean close hoes, not a bean

Pussy boy was dissin' then he was lotta shit

Gang hoppin' ass nigga, hoppin' like a bitch

Shoot the gun in your crib, the neighbors wanna shit

Ayy, put a tomato on the shit

Ding-ding, it's beef with you, it's waitin' on a bitch

You call TMZ yourself, you waitin’ on the critics

Put him in a suit, he should've mind his fuckin' business


[Chorus]

Sit in a lamborghini and set it on 4's (Ayy, Ayy, Ayy)

I just want a new motherfucking bankroll (Ayy)

Brand new Rolls Royce for the skank hoes (Skuduskrr, Skuduskrr)

We was having fun bitch we play with dracos (Du-Du-Duh)

Pussy couldn't even do a hit 'cause he was scared (Nah)

Up the fucking beam and then place it on your head (Bang, bang)

Hold it on your head like a fucking overhead (Bang)

Gotta count the racks before I fucking go to bed (Gang, Gang)


[Outro]

Yurr, yeah

Yurr, yeah

Yurr, yeah

Yurr, yeah