Lyrics Too Many - Blake

Look
Whoa, ooh
Look fool pocket's full, ain't none of them empty
Bitches ain't hit me, I know that you hate me
12 get behind me gon' have to come get me
Keep an eye on that boy he lookin' fishy
Just left from Houston took niggas from 50
Spend in the 6, yah I'm doin' 120
Sent me a text, I'm blockin' don't hit me
Ain't text her back, next message she missed me
These niggas is hoes
Both hella wishy
He act like we bros
Yah that nigga iffy
Watchin' them foes
When it get sticky
Bitch wipe your nose
She ready, she litty
You ready lets go
She rollin' with me
Been on the road
Ain't been in the city
Been on the go
Ain't seen that you hit me
Keep them on they toes
Dancein' with [?]
Ain't no more talking, I promise it's over
Cannot repeat what I already told you
I got a bag but I need one like Oprah
Play my cards right, take out the joker
Had enough L's, I passed the controller
She all on my time like I'm with that lil' poker
I got what you need, just come a lil' closer
Ain't say how we feelin', I thought we was grownups
Thought he was stiff, but that boy a faker
Too many opinions, and not enough paper
She keep on callin' don't need to Face her
And I ain't alking bout no mo' fuckin' [?]