Letras
We going overtime
We going overtime
Put it on the line
We going overtime
One more second, one more minute, one more rep
One more inch, one more yard, one more prep
We dominating, never commentating, yeah you gotta hate it
You gotta make it when you're highly favored and you're not afraid of nothing yeah!
Cll or nothing how we living
Cll a 100
What we giving
Get out our lane
Yeah we driven
10 toes down
Yeah we standing on business
That's why we silence the critics
Look how we deliver
What's a beast to a stampede
On your neck
Boy you can't breathe
The enemies can't stand me
They weanna ask me stan lee
I dont even know the why
I aint even gonna hold you now
We going overtime!
We going overtime
We going overtime
Put it on the line
We going overtime
Work work work work
Punch in no punch out
It's the big shots
It's touchdown
We Beast mode
They bummed out
Gotta push the limits
Boy im never timid
I gotta get it
Never lose the rhythm
You Get my drift?
Yeah We stay driven
If i aim to it, imma stay to it
Cye In needing that time and a half
You see I'm running these laps
It's a marathon
In the octagon
Cll you doing is
Checking the stats
Only fearing God
Cre you doing the math?
The competition making me laugh
Gametime lets get it!
Play that "ruckus" lets get it!
Lay me down when im finished
Overtime
We going overtime
Put it on the line
We going overtime
Overtime
We going overtime
Put it on the line
We going overtime