Overtime In The Fast Lane

Keys on the counter

Rubber on the road

Papers in a briefcase

Everything in code (yeah)

Pull up, paint still wet, drip pressure

Tires talk back when I press on the pedal

Gold on my neck, wrist, desk, all metal

Whole team eatin' off the grind, big kettle

Tunnels on the highway, ceilings turn to stars

Digits in the dash match the commas on the card

Neighbors tryna peek past the gate, that's a charge

Cameras on my yard, I just wave from the yard

Overtime in the fast lane, count that

Every red light look green when you bout that

Stack so tall, front door can't shut flat

New plate, new key, where the house at? (where it at?)

Overtime in the fast lane, blow past

Full tank, big bank, no half

All gas, wrist flash when I shift

Every gear change feel like a raise and a gift (yeah)

Two phones ringin', both bad decisions

One for the flips, one booked for the women

Breakfast on the balcony, plate full of winnings

We was in the nosebleeds, now the roof got hinges

Coach seats turned to jet seats, stretch out

Used to split meals, now we split accounts

I don't do change, I just move amounts

If it ain't six zeros, that don't even count

Overtime in the fast lane, count that

Every red light look green when you bout that

Stack so tall, front door can't shut flat

New plate, new key, where the house at? (let's go)

Overtime in the fast lane, blow past

Full tank, big bank, no half

All gas, wrist flash when I shift

Every gear change feel like a raise and a gift (gift)