Released: April 13, 2018
Featuring: Sebastian Reynoso KYLE
Songwriter: Sebastian Reynoso Carnage KYLE
Producer: Carnage
[Intro: Sebastian Reynoso]
Ooh, whoa
[Chorus: Sebastian Reynoso]
Overtime, overtime
Is she really yours, or is she mine?
Is she driving yours, or is it mine?
Money on my mind, Richard Mille for the time
I was already in it, your shit lookin' rented
And I hope she know-ow-ows, I'm the man of the city
And she got the right to know-ow-ow, she might make an appearance
A weekend in Paris
Smoke weed 'til my face numb
I'm on, on, on, on, rackin' up the blue chips
On, on, on, on, always focused on a new bitch
On, on on, on, better off with yo bitch
On, on, on, on, you can catch me right off cactus
Overtime, overtime
Is she really yours, or is she mine?
Is she driving yours, or is it mine?
Money on my mind, Richard Mille for the time
[Bridge: KYLE]
Can I hit it like it's all mine? Yeah
Do you need a little more time? Mmm
Pick you up in a new ride, yeah
I could hook you up with a new life
Haha, yeah
[Verse: KYLE]
Things he can't do, ayy
I make dreams come true, ayy
I could get you in the mood, ayy
Ooh, ooh, ayy
You know what to do, ayy
Baby make this move, ayy
Is she yours or mine? I wish I knew, ayy
[Chorus: Sebastian Reynoso with KYLE]
Overtime, overtime
Is she really yours, or is she mine?
Is she driving yours, or is it mine?
Money on my mind, Richard Mille for the time
I was already in it, your shit lookin' rented
And I hope she know-ow-ows, I'm the man of the city
And she has the right to know-ow-ow, she might make an appearance
A weekend in Paris
Smoke weed 'til my face numb
[Bridge: Distorted voice]
Made money for the Grammy
Would ya feel, would ya feel me
Made money for the Grammy
Would ya feel, would ya feel me
Made money for the Grammy
Would ya feel, would ya feel me
Made money for the Grammy
Made money for the Grammy
[Chorus: Sebastian Reynoso]
Overtime, overtime
Is she really yours, or is she mine?
Is she driving yours, or is it mine?
Money on my mind, Richard Mille for the time
I was already in it, your shit lookin' rented
And I hope she know-ow-ows, I'm the man of the city
And she got the right to Know-ow-ow, she might make an appearance
A weekend in Paris
Smoke weed 'til my face numb
I'm on, on, on
Ooh, whoa
[Chorus: Sebastian Reynoso]
Overtime, overtime
Is she really yours, or is she mine?
Is she driving yours, or is it mine?
Money on my mind, Richard Mille for the time
I was already in it, your shit lookin' rented
And I hope she know-ow-ows, I'm the man of the city
And she got the right to know-ow-ow, she might make an appearance
A weekend in Paris
Smoke weed 'til my face numb
I'm on, on, on, on, rackin' up the blue chips
On, on, on, on, always focused on a new bitch
On, on on, on, better off with yo bitch
On, on, on, on, you can catch me right off cactus
Overtime, overtime
Is she really yours, or is she mine?
Is she driving yours, or is it mine?
Money on my mind, Richard Mille for the time
[Bridge: KYLE]
Can I hit it like it's all mine? Yeah
Do you need a little more time? Mmm
Pick you up in a new ride, yeah
I could hook you up with a new life
Haha, yeah
[Verse: KYLE]
Things he can't do, ayy
I make dreams come true, ayy
I could get you in the mood, ayy
Ooh, ooh, ayy
You know what to do, ayy
Baby make this move, ayy
Is she yours or mine? I wish I knew, ayy
[Chorus: Sebastian Reynoso with KYLE]
Overtime, overtime
Is she really yours, or is she mine?
Is she driving yours, or is it mine?
Money on my mind, Richard Mille for the time
I was already in it, your shit lookin' rented
And I hope she know-ow-ows, I'm the man of the city
And she has the right to know-ow-ow, she might make an appearance
A weekend in Paris
Smoke weed 'til my face numb
[Bridge: Distorted voice]
Made money for the Grammy
Would ya feel, would ya feel me
Made money for the Grammy
Would ya feel, would ya feel me
Made money for the Grammy
Would ya feel, would ya feel me
Made money for the Grammy
Made money for the Grammy
[Chorus: Sebastian Reynoso]
Overtime, overtime
Is she really yours, or is she mine?
Is she driving yours, or is it mine?
Money on my mind, Richard Mille for the time
I was already in it, your shit lookin' rented
And I hope she know-ow-ows, I'm the man of the city
And she got the right to Know-ow-ow, she might make an appearance
A weekend in Paris
Smoke weed 'til my face numb
I'm on, on, on