Two Much

Shit
Aight
This nigga try to play me like he emo, we put cuts in him (okay)
When we slide, we use big swords like Guts, nigga (damn)
Vintage jeans, you know I always like to wear cut denim
MP3, when I say that shit, it got two meanings
Download the beat, record a song in like two hours (yeah)
This bitch bad as fuck, but she stank, she need two showers (ugh)
Nasty nigga still hit that bitch for like two hours
Dammnnn, you really did that? (yeah)

This nigga got some bullshit weed, you think I'd hit that (nah)
If I shoot my shot from the three, you think I'd miss that
I've been here waiting for my food, but where my dish at
This nigga pulled up to the party asking where his bitch at
Shit, I ain't gonn' lie, that shit tragic nigga
When I get rich, I'ma buy my wrist a Patek, nigga

Real stoner bitch, you know I gotta keep two bongs
Smoke some weed and then hit the booth to make two songs
This bitch said she couldn't take my dick, cause it's too long
Tryna fist fight a eighth, but I lost cause the weed is too strong
Fuck

Yeah, bitch, I'm done rapping
I had to put down the mic
Sike

Lost a play because my ass was late, that's a blunder man (woo)
Me and Alice taking shrooms, we finna go to Wonderland
Can I make some money off of rap? That I wonder man

I'm cooking up on this beat, like a chef with a frying pan (mhm)
Say I won't make it to the top of the charts, (huh) but I know I can
She wanna suck this dick, like bitch, your wish is my command (haha)
Better fucking swallow, like bitch, what don't you understand
You gotta come to outer space with me, like bitch, just pop a couple grams
I've been doing taekwondo and practicing my free kick
Hit you when you're not expecting, turn you paraplegic
Did that shit three more times, now you're quadriplegic

I'm finna hang you from a tree, like a muhfuckin' ornament
He begged for his life, I said, "life is unfortunate"
Nobody's safe from the smoke, and they better start seeing it
And if you think you're safe around me, you shouldn't believe it
(yeah shouldn't believe it)
(bitch)

3D printing guns in your hood, we're about to spin (woo)
Uppin' plastic in your mouths like a bunch of lesbians (haha)
The only difference between Ramon and I is some melanin
Met him two years ago, but he's basically my fucking twin (woo)
Talk behind his back, and you best believe I'll be telling him (uh-huh)
Hold on (Yeah)
I'm not fucking done

The same people that tell me I'm skinny, weigh a metric ton
Like bitch, put down your bagel and go for a fuckin' run
After that, 50 jumping jacks, make sure to get it done
My career as a personal trainer, appears to have just begun
Now I'm selling protein shakes, and I'm selling fake shrooms
Bitch

I damn near killed the plug, he tried to sell me shrooms with no magic
Man, I used to call him bro, but then he switched, that shit was so tragic
Man, I fucked her on the first night, I didn't want her, She's so dramatic
Ask her 20 questions, like, bitch, we looking pre-Socratic
Dammnnn

Like, if I stretch that pussy out, are you gonn' call me Mr. Fantastic?
Record the bars, I'm finna mix it up, so we lose the static
Drop the song, and one day later, it became a classic
Make a film with the bitch (huh)
Rate that shit G for graphic
I hope she on birth control
I don't really fuck with plastic

Like, damn, bro
You really-
You really been on your environmentalist shit
Like, just be ready, because we're not done with this rap shit, we coming with more music



Credits
Writer(s): Noah Poehlke
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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