Will Ryte - Overload Lyrics

Gas it up and go
Your money coming slow
My money overload
That’s just all I know
Flip it for the low
I don’t trust a soul
I want diamonds and the gold
Your Money coming slow
My Money overload
That’s just all I know
Flip it for the low
I don’t trust a soul
I want diamonds and the gold
If you wondering how I got this shit, don't ask
I remember way back when I didn't have much in the stash
When you up at the top and you got no time to relax
Shawty hit me up tryna fuck, no strings attached
I don't say much when I do I'm talking facts
I don't talk much unless we talking cash
Tryna flex on Instagram you can stop with the cap
Imma spend it all and make that money back
Made like 20 bands off 20 sacs
If I pull up with my team then that's a wrap
Cop a full oz cut that in half
Double that money up and make it last
Gas it up and go
Your money coming slow
My money overload
That’s just all I know
Flip it for the low
I don’t trust a soul
I want diamonds and the gold
Your Money coming slow
My Money overload
That’s just all I know
Flip it for the low
I don’t trust a soul
I want diamonds and the gold
I don’t trust a soul, I can barley trust myself
Flying O.T yeah I’m trapping out hotels
If you in my circle then you know what I’m about
Shawty think she know me she got lots to figure out, yeah
I hit the gas
I do the dash
You in the past, yeah
Dropped out class
Doing my math
By counting the cash, yeah
All that money better add up to exact, yeah
Real ones rare so I know you just an act, yeah
Now I’m living lavish
I found me a bad bitch
They try riding my wave
It’s more like the rapids
She links me her address
Can't fuck with no average
Start it up baby run up the mileage
Gas it up and go
Your money coming slow
My money overload
That’s just all I know
Flip it for the low
I don’t trust a soul
I want diamonds and the gold
Your Money coming slow
My Money overload
That’s just all I know
Flip it for the low
I don’t trust a soul
I want diamonds and the gold

Gas it up and go
Your money coming slow
My money overload
That’s just all I know
Flip it for the low
I don’t trust a soul
I want diamonds and the gold
Your Money coming slow
My Money overload
That’s just all I know
Flip it for the low
I don’t trust a soul
I want diamonds and the gold
If you wondering how I got this shit, don't ask
I remember way back when I didn't have much in the stash
When you up at the top and you got no time to relax
Shawty hit me up tryna fuck, no strings attached
I don't say much when I do I'm talking facts
I don't talk much unless we talking cash
Tryna flex on Instagram you can stop with the cap
Imma spend it all and make that money back
Made like 20 bands off 20 sacs
If I pull up with my team then that's a wrap
Cop a full oz cut that in half
Double that money up and make it last
Gas it up and go
Your money coming slow
My money overload
That’s just all I know
Flip it for the low
I don’t trust a soul
I want diamonds and the gold
Your Money coming slow
My Money overload
That’s just all I know
Flip it for the low
I don’t trust a soul
I want diamonds and the gold
I don’t trust a soul, I can barley trust myself
Flying O.T yeah I’m trapping out hotels
If you in my circle then you know what I’m about
Shawty think she know me she got lots to figure out, yeah
I hit the gas
I do the dash
You in the past, yeah
Dropped out class
Doing my math
By counting the cash, yeah
All that money better add up to exact, yeah
Real ones rare so I know you just an act, yeah
Now I’m living lavish
I found me a bad bitch
They try riding my wave
It’s more like the rapids
She links me her address
Can't fuck with no average
Start it up baby run up the mileage
Gas it up and go
Your money coming slow
My money overload
That’s just all I know
Flip it for the low
I don’t trust a soul
I want diamonds and the gold
Your Money coming slow
My Money overload
That’s just all I know
Flip it for the low
I don’t trust a soul
I want diamonds and the gold