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Overload Video (MV)




Performed By: Future
From Album: We Still Don't Trust You
Language: English
Length: 3:45
Written by: Leland Wayne, Nayvadius Wilburn
Year: 2024




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, flyer than an 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 eight zips into one liter

Yeah, smokin' on kush, drink apple juice
Canary yellow ice like apple juice
Jumpin' out fly like parachute
Broke bitches goin' out sad with you
Three main chicks on Adderall
Maybach coupe, I smash it up
Came from the bottom, you imagine this
Drinkin' out the bottle, ain't an average cup
Cartier bracelet, love cuffs
Stars in the roof when I roll up
A line full of dimes when I showed up
Freeband Gang all they throwed up
It was ten spaceships when I showed up
Alligator soft, from the floor up
Gold diggin' bitches 'bout to throw up
Higher than a blimp when I go up
Hop on a Lear, then we go up
Money in the bag, don't fold up
All around the globe, they know us
Everywhere we go, got it sewed up
Thousand and one hitters when the roll up
Transformer coupe, got the doors up
Pretty little bitch got her nose up

Hundreds up, M's was the quota
'Til a nigga got way closer
V one-two on my motor
Never been a day I was sober
All a nigga hang around is rollers
Walk in the bank, smell like doja
Hop out on the curb like a soldier
Hermès on a nigga shoulder
The game very cold, but I'm colder
I'm watchin' out for the vultures
Mixin' the dope and the soda
A double M on my cover
One thing 'bout my brothers
We all out the struggle
Came out the motherf*ckin' gutter
None of these niggas can touch us
I came up servin' the butter
The M dot the car like mustard
I might say I love ya, but I definitely don't trust ya

I'm on a overload
Fulfill your ego, flyer than an 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 eight zips into one liter (yeah)

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

Drinkin' out the bottle, ain't an average cup
Cartier bracelet, love cuffs
Stars in the roof when I roll up
A line full of dimes when I showed up
Freeband Gang all they throwed up
It was ten spaceships when I showed up
Alligator soft, from the floor up
Gold diggin' bitches 'bout to throw up
Higher than a blimp when I go up
Hop on a Lear, then we go up
Money in the bag, don't fold up
All around the globe, they know us
Everywhere we go, got it sewed up
Thousand and one hitters when we roll up
Transformer coupe, got the doors up
Pretty little bitch got her nose up

Hundreds up, M's was the quota
'Til a nigga got way closer
V one-two on my motor
Never been a day I was sober
All a nigga hang around is rollers
Walk in the bank, smell like doja
Hop out on the curb like a soldier
Hermès on a nigga shoulder
The gang very cold, but I'm colder

Broke bitches goin' out sad with you
Three main bitches on Adderall
Cartier bracelet, love cuffs
Line full of dimes when I showed up, yeah
Freeband Gang what they throwed up
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English

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, flyer than an 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 eight zips into one liter

Yeah, smokin' on kush, drink apple juice
Canary yellow ice like apple juice
Jumpin' out fly like parachute
Broke bitches goin' out sad with you
Three main chicks on Adderall
Maybach coupe, I smash it up
Came from the bottom, you imagine this
Drinkin' out the bottle, ain't an average cup
Cartier bracelet, love cuffs
Stars in the roof when I roll up
A line full of dimes when I showed up
Freeband Gang all they throwed up
It was ten spaceships when I showed up
Alligator soft, from the floor up
Gold diggin' bitches 'bout to throw up
Higher than a blimp when I go up
Hop on a Lear, then we go up
Money in the bag, don't fold up
All around the globe, they know us
Everywhere we go, got it sewed up
Thousand and one hitters when the roll up
Transformer coupe, got the doors up
Pretty little bitch got her nose up

Hundreds up, M's was the quota
'Til a nigga got way closer
V one-two on my motor
Never been a day I was sober
All a nigga hang around is rollers
Walk in the bank, smell like doja
Hop out on the curb like a soldier
Hermès on a nigga shoulder
The game very cold, but I'm colder
I'm watchin' out for the vultures
Mixin' the dope and the soda
A double M on my cover
One thing 'bout my brothers
We all out the struggle
Came out the motherf*ckin' gutter
None of these niggas can touch us
I came up servin' the butter
The M dot the car like mustard
I might say I love ya, but I definitely don't trust ya

I'm on a overload
Fulfill your ego, flyer than an 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 eight zips into one liter (yeah)

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

Drinkin' out the bottle, ain't an average cup
Cartier bracelet, love cuffs
Stars in the roof when I roll up
A line full of dimes when I showed up
Freeband Gang all they throwed up
It was ten spaceships when I showed up
Alligator soft, from the floor up
Gold diggin' bitches 'bout to throw up
Higher than a blimp when I go up
Hop on a Lear, then we go up
Money in the bag, don't fold up
All around the globe, they know us
Everywhere we go, got it sewed up
Thousand and one hitters when we roll up
Transformer coupe, got the doors up
Pretty little bitch got her nose up

Hundreds up, M's was the quota
'Til a nigga got way closer
V one-two on my motor
Never been a day I was sober
All a nigga hang around is rollers
Walk in the bank, smell like doja
Hop out on the curb like a soldier
Hermès on a nigga shoulder
The gang very cold, but I'm colder

Broke bitches goin' out sad with you
Three main bitches on Adderall
Cartier bracelet, love cuffs
Line full of dimes when I showed up, yeah
Freeband Gang what they throwed up
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Writer: Leland Wayne, Nayvadius Wilburn
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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