Overtime Bryson Tiller

[Intro]
You know how I feel about like... us, right?
Like... how I wanna go about it
But you never tell me how you feel about it
How you wanna go about it

[Chorus]
I've been working on it, putting in overtime
Putting in overtime, putting in over—
I've been putting in work, she know I've been working overtime
Working overtime, working over—
I've been working on it, putting in overtime
Putting in overtime, putting in over—
I've been putting in work, she know I've been working overtime
Working overtime, working over—

[Verse 1]
Sitting in a whip on the strip, get to stripping
My windows is tinted, let's go
My backseat ain't empty, we just left the Fendi
We getting it all over the clothes
This is why I need the Phantom, this is why I need the Phantom
And you know business getting handled
Wonder where you at, I just might hold you for ransom
No, that's something your nigga can't fathom
Aw man, he just bought her Balmain
He thought that would keep her 'round
But he thought wrong
Nothing at all, that's what she got on
And she will get up and leave him for me, I know
I mean how could he not know?
'Cause, see