Lyrics 2M2H (Jersey Mix) - Lorde Looted

She know I'm too much to handle
Might spin thru ya block in a lambo
Hop out and pop at you Rambo
Bow
Looted
It's looted
It's looted gang gang gang
She know I'm too much to handle
She know I'm too much to handle
Loooo
She know I'm too much to handle Spinnin ya block in a lambo
Hop out and pop at you Rambo
Bow
Hop out and pop at you Rambo
Babow

She know Im too much too handle
Beat up her box now the pussy dismantled
Get off my dick what you can do Hunnits tucked pockets lump like a camel
Bitches get hit wit they man too Call up my goddys I bet they gon blam you
Poppin ya top like its canned food
Shots out the glock cook em up now he scrambled
Blow and this nina gon fan you People start runnin his niggas they ran too
Like niggas be talkin they ramble Slide to his spot wit the Looters we ran thru
We left his spot in a shamble took what we want not a thing we cant handle
Looters my looters is vandals Niggas start frontin we make em examples
Beat em stomp em he trampled
Beggin for help in distress like a damsel
FN clickin like flippin thru channels clip hold 30 j randle
Left that boi drippin like Campbells
Shots to his top make em drop like a anvil
Movin packs gotta handful
Take it or not I aint given no sample
Designer the drip for the damsels Water my diamonds and gucci the sandals
Finesse for a check and move grams too
Chasin a bag will I stop I dont plan too
Take a risk life is a gamble
Watch me get too it just know that you can too
She know Im too much too handle
Count up the racks I got more then her man do
Man do then her man do shit get her wetter then shamu
This bitch know im up like mantle
When Im in this bitch It be lit like a candle
Spinin ya block in a lambo
Find you hop out and pop at you Rambo
Sendin them shots dont care where they land tho
Looted Im too much too handle

She know Im too much too handle
Beat up her box I beat up her box like
Get off my dick what you can do Hunnits tucked pockets lump like a camel
Bitches get hit wit they man too Call up my goddys I bet they gon blam you
Poppin ya top like its canned food
Shots out the glock cook em up now he scrambled
Blow and this nina gon fan you People start runnin his niggas they ran too
Like niggas be talkin they ramble Slide to his spot we gon slide to his spot like
We left his spot in a shamble took what we want not a thing we cant handle
Looters my looters is vandals Niggas start frontin like niggas start frontin like
She know I'm too much to handle
Beat up her box I knock off her socks like
She know I'm too much to handle
Beat up her beat up her beat up her box
She know I'm too much to handle
Beat up her box I knock off her socks like
She know I'm too much to handle
Beat up her beat up her beat up her box
I beat up her box like
And knock off knock off her socks
I beat up her box like
And knock off knock off her socks
Might beat her beat her nah
She know I'm too much to handle