OVERDUE REMIX

[Verse 1] Metro Boomin with the flame I been feeling like La Flame My tears is mixing with the rain I'm overdue, more or less the same I'm sippin' on that crazy shit Wait, what is this? Never thought of it There's lots of it, too much of me But I'm off the drank 'til I can't see I'm losing it, that's on me I'm doing it, that's on me I'm pulling up with the strap on me I got a masters in No Capotry (on my mama) Bitch, I'm picking it up I'm popping, no dropping, I can't get enough Find me in the kitchen just whipping it up I can't take no more, where's my double cup I'm a Superstar like it's Culture And I'm coming home like the Vulture I'm front seat like a Chauffeur But my mind is gone like a short bus (aye! ooh) [Bridge] Oooh, oooh, oooh Hey! [Verse 2] Ok, I overdid myself, I've overdone myself I took it off the-took it off the shelf I think I'll kill myself, the time will tell I overthink myself, I overdid myself I've overdone myself My gang kills, my aim thrills My shots blow like a windmill Fuck all the green, only blue bills I'm in the zone like it's Green Hill No justice like Man of Steel Too many bodies, that's a multi-meal My joy is fake, but my pain is real Keep ya heart safe, some kill I got Glocks, MACs, and AKs I'm on the run like Tay K They don't care about me like MJ No more fake shit, that's a overlay You think it's better now like B&B Shoot the block up like it's TMZ Watch The Throne like Ye and Jay-Z I'm a demon, on God, like ZEZE (woo!) [Verse 3] Ok, I overdid myself, I've overdone myself I took it off the-took it off the shelf I think I'll kill myself, the time will tell I overthink myself, I overdid myself I've overdone myself Too much ice on like a glacier I'm drowning like a polar bear My throat is dry like Ginger Ale Not overdue, I oversell Pour it up, this shit the worst Wish I had friends that called me first I'm signed to the streets like Lil Durk The night young, someone getting murked I'm 21 Savage with no heart I'm walking around with a shopping cart I'm dirty and broken and all scarred I'm not ready like All-Star Pick it up, rip it up, fisticuffs, blaow There's no one up to stop me now Flip it up, whip it up, sick of us, how? No capes, only crowns [Outro] California sunset, December 5th Big Boy $avage. uhh... Metro... uh... I'm out