Too Many Songtext

The way she hop on this shit, I couldn't tell ya (Couldn't tell)
Too many hits back to back like the Mariners (Yeah)
Mama ain't raisin' no failure
Too many, too many, too many spliffs I smoke (I smoke)
Too many hits I wrotе (Uh, yeah, yeah), yeah
Two or three shows in a row (Row)
Fuck it, I'm back on thе road (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, she said that she falling back to me (Back)
Baby, that ain't how you act to me (Act, yeah)
Make some money, bring it back to me (Back to me, yeah)
Prove it if it's really actually (Whoa, yeah)
Fuck it, get a back tat of me (Oh yeah)
Hit the city, get a bag 'fore I leave
I'ma weave and punch it back, ollie
Hit the show, then go crazy for me (Yeah)
Old Bape, '08 Supreme (Yeah)
She been tryna get the best of me (Best of me)
She been tryna put a vest on me (Yeah)
I can't let a lil' FOMO stop me I got money falling out my fuckin' pockets
I got problems, problems, I won't ever count it up
Been stayin' inside, stackin' up (Stackin' up, yeah)

Spliff and Chanel, she like how I smell (I smell)
Double C, D&G, she like how I spell (I spell)
My bro on E, but he stayin' on bail
The new AMG, ain't no standing unwell
I ain't even duckin' the heat, I've been ducked in the Hills (Hills, yeah)
Fuck it, I'll do it myself (Myself)
I feel so good with this money, shit, I could go teach today, yeah (Yeah)
I'm starting to think she Australian (Australian)
The way she hop on this shit, I couldn't tell ya (Couldn't tell)
Too many hits back to back like the Mariners (Yeah)
Mama ain't raisin' no failure
Too many, too many, too many spliffs I smoke (I smoke)
Too many hits I wrote (Uh, yeah, yeah), yeah
Two or three shows in a row (Row)
Fuck it, I'm back on the road

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah