Future – Overload Lyrics

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Yeah, I’m on a overload, yeah
I’m on a overload, I’m on a overload
Yeah

I’m on a overload, fulfill your ego
Flying the eagle, I’m on a overload
I pop one up like the Beatles, I’m goin’ roller coaster
I’m goin’ fully loaded with my feet up
Put eggs up one, son, one liter

He’s smoking on could drink apple juice
Canary ice like apple juice
Gemini fly like parachute
Broke bitch goin’ out sad with you
Three main chicks on Adderall
Maybach truck I smash it up
Came from the bottom, you’d imagine this
Drinkin’ out the bottle, ain’t a average cup
Cartier bracelet, love cuffs
Stars on the roof when I roll up
A land full of diamonds when I showed up
Freeband gang, got it throwed up
It was tints, spaceships when I showed up
Alligator soft, from the floor up
Gold digger bitch, ’boutta throw up

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Hot in the blimp when I glow up
Hop on a leer then we go up
Money in the back don’t fold up
All around the globe they know us
Everywhere we go, got it sewed up
Diamonds on the heels when we roll up
Trans Am coupe, got the doors up
Pretty little bitch got her nose up

Hearts of M’s
Tell ’em niggas got way closer
312, on my molder
Never been a day I was sober
Only hang around rulers
Smoke in the bank smell like Doja
Hop out on the curb like a soldier
Hermes on a nigga, shoulder
The gang berecoat, but I’m colder
I’m watching out for the vultures
Mixing the dope and the soda
A double of ’em on my cover
Everything about practice
We all out the struggle
Came out the motherfuckin’ gutter
None of these niggas can touch us
I came up serving my brother
The gang got it called like mustard
I might say, “I love ya”, but I definitely don’t trust ya

I’m on a overload, fulfill your ego
Flying the eagle, I’m on a overload
I pop one up like the Beatles, I’m goin’ roller coaster
I’m goin’ fully loaded with my feet up
Put eggs up one, son, one liter

I’m on a overload, yeah
I’m on a overload, I’m on a overload
Yeah

Drinkin’ out the bottle, ain’t a average cup
Cartier bracelet, love cuffs
Stars on the roof when I roll up
A land full of diamonds when I showed up
Freeband gang, got it throwed up
It was tints, spaceships when I showed up
Alligator soft, from the floor up
Gold digger bitch, ’boutta throw up
Hot in the blimp when I glow up
Hop on a leer then we go up
Money in the back don’t fold up
All around the globe they know us
Everywhere we go, got it sewed up
Diamonds on the heels when we roll up
Trans Am coupe, got the doors up
Pretty little bitch got her nose up

Hearts of M’s
Tell ’em niggas got way closer
312, on my molder
Never been a day I was sober
Only hang around rulers
Walk in the bank smell like Doja
Hop out on the curb like a soldier
Hermes on a nigga shoulder
The gang berecoat, but I’m colder
Broke bitch goin’ out sad with you
Three main chicks on Adderall
Cartier bracelet, love cuffs
A land full of diamonds when I showed up, yeah
Freeband gang, got it throwed up

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