Over

{Intro: Moneybagg Yo}

I'm in a trio (ayy why you say that)

I'm on three drugs, I ain't sober

This shit over

{Verse 1: Poison Ivy}

Ain’t shit over

Riding in this rover

He said that it’s over

He get a hangover

Tell me to come over

He flip me over

But then I take over

Now he thinking over

He wanna start over

I got that comeback

Im gone make you mad

But you gone come right back

Ahhhh, you knew what it was hoe (yeah)

She is so in love with him

But he is so in love with me

And I am in love with my side nigga

His bitch bet not fuck up and leave

Cause bitch I done told you that’s my nigga

And I know it’s sad

But I still be round here trying to beat up bitches behind that nigga

Fuck with that bitch I should not

But fuck on yo bitch he a thot

And he don’t give a fuck about you

Cause if he did he would tell you that I’m his other bitch

And fuck with me bitch you bet not

See he know I’m crazy

And he also know that

What one nigga won’t do, it’s another that’ll do that for you

Un-huh

You can call me the repressed bitch

Pressing on niggas I ain’t bitch

Stop flexing on niggas I can’t bitch

Yeah, yeah

I’m still the same, I ain’t changed bitch

Ever since I been hipped on the game bitch

MsLady been running this thing bitch

Cut that bitch off, putt that hoe like it’s golf

I wanna fuck raw and you bet not go soft

Hit it from the back now yo socks coming off

I better hold my wig before that bitch come off

Soon as I nut, ima go be

Don’t call me talm bout come back to me

Cause I ain’t shit, you don’t want me

So boy get the fuck out my face please

{Verse 2: Moneybagg Yo}

I'm through, I just did a deuce

Your boo, with me too, she loose

I flew, like I'm sick, G5

You, won't shake shit, V-Live

I get them racks to come outside

Champagne Papi, look alive

I'm the truth so hold your lies

Like my IG I go live

Hundred hundred I shoot

You would think that Bloc was coming through

Twenty-five plus on my tooth (teeth)

I'm filled to the rim, that's too much juice

Nigga you a Shih Tzu, I'm a big (bully), dog (grrr)

I bang the Five, that's the Fen Ball, ayy

{Chorus: Moneybagg Yo}

Riding in the motherfuckin' Rolls Royce

Damn look at zaddy in my ho voice

Over drippin' sauce, he got my clothes moist

Bread in my pocket, I ain't po boy

Riding in the motherfuckin' Rolls Royce

Damn look at zaddy in my ho voice

Over drippin' sauce, he got my clothes moist

Bread in my pocket, I ain't po boy

{Outro: Moneybagg Yo}

I'm in the R-R (what is you riding?)

That's a Rolls Royce, not Rover

Look at the star-stars (I'm outer space)

Got my foot on they neck like a choker

Moneybagg Myers with me (what he look like?)

Mask on, October

I'm in a trio (ayy why you say that?)

I'm on three drugs, I ain't sober

This shit over