2 Many

Nsu Naz you know what's going On
(Kon Dada)
Gang
Gang

I got to many
I got to many
Yeah
I got to many
I got to many
(Yeah)
I got to many poles
I got to many clothes
I got to many hoes
I got to many rolls

I got two many hoes
That's why I keep me two Phones
(Yeah)
Live a fast life ona road gotta
Gotta keep me two poles
They say I be moving to fast
But I ain't trynna go slow
(Yeah)
Shawty wanna fuck my bro
So I had to let her go
(Yeah)
loading up a check
Deposit direct
You know what's coming next
Yeah we bouta flex
10 thousand from a text
I'm to high for stress
I might link my ex
Just to get the neck

Pop out all white let's go do a hit
Bet my kicks be fresh while I'm Doing it
Ina V6 yeah I'm cruising it
See you drive pass yeah I'm Flooring it
Whole lot of hoes yeah who be Whoring shit
Gang be on blast we extorting Shit
(Give me that)
Whole lotta 50s
Macs and the 10s
Pop me a perc yea I did it again
He open the Chevy he though We was friends
Back out the chop this drum it Hold ten

This drum it hold it ten
Back out the chop and my clip it extend

My clip it extend
Upping the fee and I'm taxing His friends

We gon spin ina bendz
My niggas shooting he jumping The fence

Trapping for ends
Cartier's nigga I tinted the lens

I got two many
I got two many
(To many)
I got two many
I got two many

I got to many poles
I got to many clothes
I got to many hoes
I got to many rolls
I got two many
I got two many
(Fast life)
I got two many
I got two many
(Yeah)
I got to many poles
I got to many clothes
I got to many hoes
I got to many rolls

Fast life living ima get to it
Nigga you pussy you ain't been Threw it
Taught to maneuver I'm stuck With the Ruger
Make the wrong move we split Your medulla
I need the cash yeah I need the Mullah
M16 shit look just like a ruler
She said she like my ice I told her Fuck my jeweler
Balenci runners on
We don't do no 1 on 1s
Do the dash I'm gone
Skrt off we gon have some fun
She now my ice is snow
Yeah you know I'm piping Though
Hell nah can't wife no hoe
Soon as I come she ready to go
Load up the bit now I'm back Ona Road
Never switch up that's on Bro
I'm with the same niggas from The cold
(Nsu nsu nsu)
You know the code
What she gon do for the frank Muller
Got a onlyfans she work a Hooters
Blow on my horn baby like a Tuba
Fuck one of my fans I might fuck on my viewers
Fast life getting rich like a YouTuber
If I can't whip then I'm taking a Uber
Fly to Jamaica to chill with my Shooter
Spin on ya block baby like a hula
Uppin my Nina I'll split ya Medulla
Uppin my Nina I'll split ya Medulla

I got two many
I got two many
(Yeah)
I got two many
I got two many
I got to many poles
I got to many clothes
I got to many hoes
I got to many rolls

To many
To many bitches
To many hoes
To many
Fast life living
Fast life living
Gang



Credits
Writer(s): Nazeem Carthen
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