Over

If I ever tell on you hand me a rope,

And he ain't your man if that nigga gon' choke,

Trusting these bitches, a slippery slope,

Ain't answer the door for the police they left me a note,

I just told my mother this shit getting cold,

You know I never get tired looking over my shoulder,

Bruh need some money he talking bout kidnapping Oprah,

I put my whole DistroKid on your head now its over,

Me and Lil Ramo tote blicks in the open,

Look at his head like a can imma uh,

Push the switch to the left turn your head to a toaster,

Get high as a fuck tell my bitch thats its over,