Too Many

Take you out for Hibachi and teppanyaki
You love me, and I'm not perfect, Wabi sabi, Uh

We can go bar for bar, tick. Pass me the ball, I'm ballin' Knick
Shooting with wrist, got too many flicks. Look at my closet, got too many fits
Up in my sleeve, I got too many tricks. Up to last year, I gave too many shits
I'm on a screen, I'm a machine, I'm a computer with too many bit

We can go wherever you want,Just give me challenge
Or give me two just to keep me in balance,Never too many I'll make it a talent, Uh
Too many options (options)
Act Like a child and I'll put you up for adoption
Never be on some op shit. Fake ones tryna pop shit (Pop, pop, pop)
I'm feeling a ways,Only show up if it pays
I'll put you back in your place, and disappear without a trace, uh
And stay on the move, Until I show up with your boo

You know that you poppin when DM's be too many
And a reply, I don't do many
Having you singing uh-oh and you'll never leave my like Lumidee
Empty room full of real niggas, ain't knew many
Question marks after you busy
Have you singing uh-oh and you'll never leave me. (Never leave me)

Big bills (Too many), Cheap thrills (Too many)
Are you real? (Too many), Bad bitches (Too many)
Credit cards (Too many), Lotta frauds (Too many)
Oh, that's a problem, Three full-stops

Call me the jack of all, master of many
You know Tequila and shots of the Henny
You know I'm Fly and believed in like Lenny, yeah
Too many Tatts, Give me a minute and Imma be putting up stats
Don't tell me to relax, Unless it coming with a stack
Trip on me? Too many dem put the lip on me
Call it a hit and dip on me, uh, Teq-KURO
You know I'm a king, But you show up with your ting
You know that I'm poppin (know that I'm poppin), Diddy with croppin'
And they wanna know when I'm droppin
Ain't no telling who I'm stoppin, Ain't no telling who's it is
Keep minding your biz, Could pull up like Apryl and Fizz, Leave em in awes like the wiz

You know that you poppin when DM's be too many, And a reply, I don't do many
Having you singing uh-oh and you'll never leave my like
Empty room full of real, ain't knew many
Question marks after you busy, Have you singing uh-oh and you'll never leave me

Big bills (Too many), Cheap thrills (Too many)
Are you real? (Too many), Bad bitches (Too many)
Credit cards (Too many), Lotta frauds (Too many)
Oh, that's a problem, Three full-stops

Big bills, Cheap thrills, Are you real?
Bad bitches, Credit cards, Lotta frauds
Oh, that's a problem, Three full-stops