Too Much Here
I got too much sauce, I got too much drip
I got too much juice, they need too much milk
It ain't too much that, that I too much fear
Don't care who up here, I got too much here
I got too much sauce, I got too much drip
I got too much juice, they need too much milk
It ain't too much that, that I too much fear
I got too much here I got too much here
Two door muscle car, pull up bust a broad
Thought I was a star, I look up to par
I be pulling strings, but have no guitar
I'm so flow with sauce, this ain't no Lacoste
I just copped a drop, (Skrr, Skrrr) off the lot.
She like drop the top, got her heart to stop
These hoes out to jock, so hard not to watch
I'm too hot to flop, I'm so out the pot
In and out of every store, dripping sauce on every floor
Fresh in any set of clothes, hoe keep spilling Stella Rose
She was given better roles, give me head and sell her soul
And she never tell a soul, I didn't have to let her know that
I got too much sauce, I got too much drip
I got too much juice they need too much milk
It ain't too much that, that I too much fear
Don't care who up here I got too much here
I got too much sauce, I got too much drip
I got too much juice they need too much milk
It ain't too much that, that I too much fear
I got too much here I got too much here
Drip drip drip, that's me with the mask on
Came unscarred from the warzone B the M shit is the wardrobe
Throwing salt just enhances the recipe, nigga gone slip tryna follow me
Can't let no nigga get the best of me, I'm gone let this hoe rip nigga rest in peace
Bury the dead, you hear me say it, no homie the clown, nigga we don't play that
If ain't side, with my front line, when it goes down my foot on your neck
Don't know what I did to get them upset, now they ignore me, I know they scared
I don't need none of your damn respect, but I won't take none of that disrespect
Last time I was fucked up I know you heard about it, I bet you was excited
If they post that shit on social media you probably like it
Hate spread faster
Bitch I'm still dripping these niggas can't even catch up!
I got too much sauce, I got too much drip
I got too much juice they need too much milk
It ain't too much that, that I too much fear
Don't care who up here I got too much here
I got too much sauce, I got too much drip
I got too much juice they need too much milk
It ain't too much that, that I too much fear
I got too much here I got too much here
I got too much juice, they need too much milk
It ain't too much that, that I too much fear
Don't care who up here, I got too much here
I got too much sauce, I got too much drip
I got too much juice, they need too much milk
It ain't too much that, that I too much fear
I got too much here I got too much here
Two door muscle car, pull up bust a broad
Thought I was a star, I look up to par
I be pulling strings, but have no guitar
I'm so flow with sauce, this ain't no Lacoste
I just copped a drop, (Skrr, Skrrr) off the lot.
She like drop the top, got her heart to stop
These hoes out to jock, so hard not to watch
I'm too hot to flop, I'm so out the pot
In and out of every store, dripping sauce on every floor
Fresh in any set of clothes, hoe keep spilling Stella Rose
She was given better roles, give me head and sell her soul
And she never tell a soul, I didn't have to let her know that
I got too much sauce, I got too much drip
I got too much juice they need too much milk
It ain't too much that, that I too much fear
Don't care who up here I got too much here
I got too much sauce, I got too much drip
I got too much juice they need too much milk
It ain't too much that, that I too much fear
I got too much here I got too much here
Drip drip drip, that's me with the mask on
Came unscarred from the warzone B the M shit is the wardrobe
Throwing salt just enhances the recipe, nigga gone slip tryna follow me
Can't let no nigga get the best of me, I'm gone let this hoe rip nigga rest in peace
Bury the dead, you hear me say it, no homie the clown, nigga we don't play that
If ain't side, with my front line, when it goes down my foot on your neck
Don't know what I did to get them upset, now they ignore me, I know they scared
I don't need none of your damn respect, but I won't take none of that disrespect
Last time I was fucked up I know you heard about it, I bet you was excited
If they post that shit on social media you probably like it
Hate spread faster
Bitch I'm still dripping these niggas can't even catch up!
I got too much sauce, I got too much drip
I got too much juice they need too much milk
It ain't too much that, that I too much fear
Don't care who up here I got too much here
I got too much sauce, I got too much drip
I got too much juice they need too much milk
It ain't too much that, that I too much fear
I got too much here I got too much here
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Writer(s): James Austin
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