Текст песни Too Much (feat. Moneybagg Yo) - Freddie Gibbs , Moneybagg Yo
Yeah,
yeah-yeah
Kane
Train,
you
know
what
I'm
sayin'?
A
nigga
out
here,
you
know
me
Nigga,
yeah-yeah
Too
much
for
these
niggas,
I
need
somethin'
real
quick,
you
know
what
I'm
sayin'?
(A
nigga
doin')
Too
much
East
side,
yeah
(yeah)
Rocks
in
a
nigga
wrist,
too
much
(yeah)
Forgiatos
on
a
Bent',
too
much
(yeah,
yeah)
'42,
a
nigga
sip,
too
much
(yeah)
I
done
hit
another
nigga
bitch
too
much
(yeah,
yeah)
I
got
way
too
many
enemies,
gotta
be
tooled
up
Nigga
with
the
monkey
diamonds,
they
never
could
fool
us
(yeah,
yeah)
Backstage
at
the
shows,
these
hoes
gon'
choose
up
(yeah)
ATL
to
the
Chi',
these
hoes
get
flewed
up
(yeah,
yeah)
Michael
Jackson,
Michael
Tyson,
know
a
nigga
gotta
beat
it
(yeah)
If
the
pussy
undisputed
then
the
head
was
undefeated
(yeah)
Once
I
hit
another
city,
then
the
number
get
deleted
(yeah)
If
the
pussy
undisputed
then
this
pimpin'
undefeated
(yeah)
Once
I
seen
the
hoe
in
person,
knew
the
bitch
was
overrated
(ugh)
Knew
the
shit
was
hella
different
with
the
fiddles
and
the
makeup
(yeah)
Got
a
quarter-ounce
of
rock
up
in
my
pot,
I'm
'bout
to
shake
it
Skrrt,
skrrt,
'bout
to
make
it
work,
work
with
the
paper,
nigga
Rocks
in
a
nigga
wrist,
too
much
Forgiatos
on
a
Bent',
too
much
'42,
a
nigga
sip,
too
much
I
done
hit
another
nigga
bitch
too
much
All
this
money
that
I
got,
I
could
never
get
too
much
All
these
hoes
that
I
got,
I
could
never
get
boo'd
up
Drive
these
cars
on
the
lot,
I
be
switchin'
the
shoes
up
All
this
money
that
I
got,
I
could
never
get
too
much
Rocks
in
a
nigga
wrist,
too
much
Forgiatos
on
a
Bent',
too
much
'42,
a
nigga
sip,
too
much
I
done
hit
another
nigga
bitch
too
much
All
this
money
that
I
got,
I
could
never
get
too
much
All
these
hoes
that
I
got,
I
could
never
get
boo'd
up
Drive
these
cars
on
the
lot,
I
be
switchin'
the
shoes
up
All
this
money
that
I
got,
I
could
never
get
too
much
I
get
two
hundred
a
verse
and
two
hundred
for
a
show
I
need
four
hundred
a
O
if
I'm
breakin'
down
the
bowl
Why
you
doin'
all
the
typin'?
We
been
tryna
up
the
score
(brrt)
Niggas
gangster
on
the
'Gram,
Cinderella
on
the
hoe
(weak)
How
much
did
the
Phantom
cost,
bag?
Too
much
(haha)
Driver
get
me
there
when
I'm
high,
too
clutch
With
another
nigga
bitch,
wasn't
switchin'
two
cups
All
black,
red
inside,
shit,
too
plush
(go)
Trappin'
in
designer,
new
Balenci'
with
Adidas
Momma
knew
I
was
a
hustler
in
her
stomach
as
a
fetus
I
went
back
and
forth
the
quarter,
now
I'm
ballin',
alopecia
Molly
callin'
me
a
cheater
'cause
I
fell
in
love
with
Keisha
First,
I
take
a
sip
of
potion
then
I
trace
it
with
exotic
Can
you
point
out
all
the
haters?
I
can't
see
'em
through
these
Carti's
Let
my
newest
bitch
pop
it
'cause
her
ex-nigga
watchin'
When
you
havin'
plenty
bread,
all
the
pigeons
come
flockin'
(brr)
You
feel
me?
Truth
be
told,
I'ma
always
show
the
real
me
It's
chilly,
bustdown
Cuban
with
the
matchin'
Richard
Mille
Flyer
than
a
eagle
when
I'm
touchin'
down
in
Philly
(up)
Nickname
the
coupe,
"Lil
Wayne,"
no
ceilings
(drop)
Ain't
no
layin'
up,
I'm
just
drillin'
and
I'm
peelin'
Uh,
uh,
got
a
Rolls,
skrrt-skrrt
out
the
door
with
these
Rocks
in
a
nigga
wrist,
too
much
Forgiatos
on
a
Bent',
too
much
'42,
a
nigga
sip,
too
much
I
done
hit
another
nigga
bitch
too
much
All
this
money
that
I
got,
I
could
never
get
too
much
All
these
hoes
that
I
got,
I
could
never
get
boo'd
up
Drive
these
cars
on
the
lot,
I
be
switchin'
the
shoes
up
All
this
money
that
I
got,
I
could
never
get
too
much
Rocks
in
a
nigga
wrist,
too
much
Forgiatos
on
a
Bent',
too
much
'42,
a
nigga
sip,
too
much
I
done
hit
another
nigga
bitch
too
much
All
this
money
that
I
got,
I
could
never
get
too
much
All
these
hoes
that
I
got,
I
could
never
get
boo'd
up
Drive
these
cars
on
the
lot,
I
be
switchin'
the
shoes
up
All
this
money
that
I
got,
I
could
never
get
too
much
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