Overhead

By mobbu

On M.O.B.

Released on August 12, 2025

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[Intro]

(W4ddles, you genius!)

(You're listening to hit-club music.)


[Chorus]

I ain't never sayin' sorry

Hit her looking [?], you might find me up in Bali

I did it twice, I'm off the map, call me Carti

He wanted me to sing like what the fuck this pussy started?

Get the fuck out my face

Begging me for crumbs, I just filled my fucking plate

Burn the city down like we up inside LA

You won't talk the money, then I can't hear it, what you say? (I can't hear it, what you say?)


[Verse]

My shit come around like on my bro shit and next to me round, like uh

Put your face to the ground, stomp out like my boys gettin' loud, right uh

Like M.O.B. I can't focus, can't hear what you say to me

Ain't no sign when you in my POV and I'm loud to talk when you come at me

I can't lie, bitch, I love my girl, low riding

She riding me, ain't new for me, been chillin' in my crib, just vibing

Gettin' oral, this my normal, bitch, straight chomping up shit like Dabo

Shooting buckets like I'm Steph Curry

Like KC3, I'm matching the energy, she my me too, peace

Like who you better than?

What's [?] on my name, Poe Benedict?

Put down, I'ma lead a boy deaded in, put to sleep like he just took medicine

Boy fake, Ozempic, flow, doing backflips

Olympics, first place, gold medal, on my hip

Rap god nigga really don't got no limits, no limits, that's why


[Chorus]

I ain't never sayin' sorry

Hit her looking [?], you might find me up in Bali

I did it twice, I'm off the map, call me Carti

He wanted me to sing like what the fuck is pussy started?

Get the fuck out my face

Begging me for crumbs, I just filled my fucking plate

Burn the city down like we up inside LA

You won't talk the money, then I can't hear it, what you say? (I can't hear it, what you say?)