Overtime

[Intro: Sebastian Reynoso] Ooh, whoa [Chorus: Sebastian Reynoso] Overtime, overtime Is she really yours, or is she mine? Is she driving yours, or is it mine? Money on my mind, Richard Mille for the time I was already in it, your shit lookin' rented And I hope she know-ow-ows, I'm the man of the city And she got the right to know-ow-ow, she might make an appearance A weekend in Paris Smoke weed 'til my face numb I'm on, on, on, on, rackin' up the blue chips On, on, on, on, always focused on a new bitch On, on on, on, better off with yo bitch On, on, on, on, you can catch me right off cactus Overtime, overtime Is she really yours, or is she mine? Is she driving yours, or is it mine? Money on my mind, Richard Mille for the time [Bridge: KYLE] Can I hit it like it's all mine? Yeah Do you need a little more time? Mmm Pick you up in a new ride, yeah I could hook you up with a new life Haha, yeah [Verse: KYLE] Things he can't do, ayy I make dreams come true, ayy I could get you in the mood, ayy Ooh, ooh, ayy You know what to do, ayy Baby make this move, ayy Is she yours or mine? I wish I knew, ayy [Chorus: Sebastian Reynoso with KYLE] Overtime, overtime Is she really yours, or is she mine? Is she driving yours, or is it mine? Money on my mind, Richard Mille for the time I was already in it, your shit lookin' rented And I hope she know-ow-ows, I'm the man of the city And she has the right to know-ow-ow, she might make an appearance A weekend in Paris Smoke weed 'til my face numb [Bridge: Distorted voice] Made money for the Grammy Would ya feel, would ya feel me Made money for the Grammy Would ya feel, would ya feel me Made money for the Grammy Would ya feel, would ya feel me Made money for the Grammy Made money for the Grammy [Chorus: Sebastian Reynoso] Overtime, overtime Is she really yours, or is she mine? Is she driving yours, or is it mine? Money on my mind, Richard Mille for the time I was already in it, your shit lookin' rented And I hope she know-ow-ows, I'm the man of the city And she got the right to Know-ow-ow, she might make an appearance A weekend in Paris Smoke weed 'til my face numb I'm on, on, on