OVERQUALIFIED

[Intro]
(Low profile)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: bappy]
I'ma go a little wild for the night
Henny in the whip, that's a hell of a ride
Cameras on me, bumpin' "Hell of a ride"
Smile on my face, 'cause I live the best life
Past the worst days, I don't even got to cry
I set my own pace, bitch, I'm battlin' with time
I set my own pace, bitch, I'm battlin' with time
On some other shit like I'm Martin Cabello
I'm with friend group, bitch, I'm posted with Li' Mello
Did this shit with class, play these hoes like cello
Chopper got him nervous, speakin' in a falsetto
Flowin' like Azealia, with a, "Hey, hi, hello"
Yeah, I know you soft, they say you's a weak fellow
Boy, you got no backbone, you hangin' with a pedo
I'ma let my shit bang, I'ma let my shit echo

[Chorus: bappy]
Two cracked, overqualified
Been real, boy, I'm bonafide
Me and my bitch Bonnie & Clyde
He don't want no smoke, stay your ass inside
First class, 'cause I been the man
All these bums tryna hit my 'Gram
They chat, I don't give a damn
Keep your group small, only really need my fam
Two cracked, overqualified
Been real, boy, I'm bonafide
Me and my bitch Bonnie & Clyde
He don't want no smoke, stay your ass inside
First class, 'cause I been the man
All these bums tryna hit my 'Gram
They chat, I don't give a damn
Keep your group small, only really need my fam

[Verse 2: rootsbby]
Too much green in these pockets, I'm too qualified
These niggas is fake, they not ready to ride
I thinned up a bit, but I'm ready to die
I jump off that, bitch, 'cause that shit not a crime, no
Jumpin' not a crime, jump—
Every track I jump in is fuckin' fire
Bappy told me kill it, I homicide it
Big-ass coupe, nigga, I hop inside it
Real nigga party and you not invited
Joint on my sock and I motherfuckin' light it
Slut on my cock and I think that she like it
I hate myself and I don't try to fight it
I love my friends, but I think they don't like me
I love my friends and I think they love me
I think I might be bipolar or somethin'
I might just roll up another, 'cause fuck it
Oh yeah, we young, but any day could kick the bucket
But yeah, we young. so we might just go 'cause some ruckus
​i love you org., yeah, the team
Bitch, I'm still poor, fuck you mean?
Want to get more green, get money, weed
I was tryna fight against greed, I just lost and weep
I got like ninety-nine problems and all of them are me
Acquired a few bad habits and I'm sorry for 'em, jeez
I got overqualified when it comes to tokin' spleefs

[Outro]
Everything has aligned so perfectly for us to get this album done
And change our lives once and forever, for now, you know?
Yeah, dude— who knows when your mom will be in town again?
My mom is— what? Right
Who will use your house to record?
Oh, look at that house man
I really don't think that I want to, or-or ever be able to own a house
Well, that's because you'll be owning a mansion
And, dude, that's why you read my mind, man