[Intro]
You know how I feel about like... us, right?
Like... how I wanna go about it
But you never tell me how you feel about it
How you wanna go about it

[Chorus]
I've been working on it, putting in overtime
Putting in overtime, putting in over—
I've been putting in work, she know I've been working overtime
Working overtime, working over—
I've been working on it, putting in overtime
Putting in overtime, putting in over—
I've been putting in work, she know I've been working overtime
Working overtime, working over—

[Verse 1]
Sitting in a whip on the strip, get to stripping
My windows is tinted, let's go
My backseat ain't empty, we just left the Fendi
We getting it all over the clothes
This is why I need the Phantom, this is why I need the Phantom
And you know business getting handled
Wonder where you at, I just might hold you for ransom
No, that's something your n***a can't fathom
Aw man, he just bought her Balmain
He thought that would keep her 'round
But he thought wrong
Nothing at all, that's what she got on
And she will get up and leave him for me, I know
I mean how could he not know?
'Cause, see
[Chorus]
I've been working for it, putting in overtime
Putting in overtime, putting in over—
I've been putting in work, she know I've been working overtime
Working overtime, working over—

[Verse 2]
I-I've been working OT
Tryna show you what it's like just to know me
And ever since that day you approached me
I been thinking 'bout you and you only
And we just like to fuck, that's it, nothing else
Fuck falling in love, that's for someone else
I break the bank for you, 'til no money left
Now I done caught feelings worth more than millions
And I feel it, you hurting and I been healing
Girl, that n***a ain't worth it, I know you hear me
I know we said we wouldn't let it get this far
Now I want it for myself, that's his loss
Oh, he mad huh? Is he pissed off?
Too bad, n***a should've been on his job
You know I deserve it, I've been working this hard, yeah

[Bridge]
Ayy, is— is you— is you, with it? Yeah (Been working this hard, yeah)
Po' it up, sip it up, getting lit as fuck (What he say, you say)
We been fucking, on the couch, on the bed (No, no, no-oh)
Baby girl on my mind, hol' up — there it go
[Interlude: Girl & Bryson Tiller]
I know he gonna see us as a threat, that’s all, I don't believe that at all
I think yeah he most likely did see me as a threat at first
I don’t know but I just know when he sees me we’re together he’s gonna be like, what, like, like he feel he done lost, that kind

[Outro]
Damn, no, baby
I'm kinda looking for her, for you
For you to be my bride, and the mother of my child, oh yeah
(Oh yeah, baby...)