Do 2 Much (Side A)
(Huh, huh, huh)
(Huh, huh)
(Huh, oh my- oh my god)
(Oh my god, Gooduh)
Run in and out of the bank, lately I been gettin' cool with the teller
Two milly right up in the safe, but the deposit is usually better
Five hundred bands on the Wraith, saw you last week, you been movin' that Jetta
This Louis belt all on my waist, the rest of my fit, probably oozin' Margiela
"Yung Gooduh, you do too much"
Bitch, I don't fuck with you too much
Gotta be fuckin' with Sandy 'cause I know this hoe done probably got used to nut
Niggas wanna pull up on me and be thinkin' I'm lacking, but I keep a tooly tucked
Patek Phillippe on my wrist with the Cartier frames, yeah, my shit newly bust
Down on my dick, I was deep in the mud
Gotta thank God that I'm finally up
I don't give a fuck 'bout that hoe, she a slut
Did too much diggin', I'm deep in her guts
My brother, he shoot like Ginóbili
You thought you ate? Boy, you is not Kobe
Don't give a fuck if you do not know me
Chasin' a check, you chasin' my homie, yeah
Codeine in my cup and then I mix it with the Faygo
Been suppressin' my depression, now I feel like KAY/O
I might ghost you if it's Doja, I do what she say so
Brand new wide body redeye, pull off in a Kano
Feel like Walt White, crash out in the Winnebago
Niggas mad that they broke, my pockets full of queso
Tell your bro to lay low, 'fore we give him a halo
Your hoe make me volcano, explore her like Diego
Run in and out of the bank, lately I been gettin' cool with the teller
Two milly right up in the safe, but the deposit is usually better
Five hundred bands on the Wraith, saw you last week, you been movin' that Jetta
This Louis belt all on my waist, the rest of my fit, probably oozin' Margiela
"Yung Gooduh, you do too much"
Bitch, I don't fuck with you too much
Gotta be fuckin' with Sandy 'cause I know this hoe done probably got used to nut
Niggas wanna pull up on me and be thinkin' I'm lacking, but I keep a tooly tucked
Patek Phillippe on my wrist with the Cartier frames, yeah, my shit newly bust
Down on my dick, I was deep in the mud
Gotta thank God that I'm finally up
I don't give a fuck 'bout that hoe, she a slut
Did too much diggin', I'm deep in her guts
My brother, he shoot like Ginóbili
You thought you ate? Boy, you is not Kobe
Don't give a fuck if you do not know me
Chasin' a check, you chasin' my homie, yeah
(Yung Gooduh, you do too much)
(Huh, huh)
(Huh, oh my- oh my god)
(Oh my god, Gooduh)
Run in and out of the bank, lately I been gettin' cool with the teller
Two milly right up in the safe, but the deposit is usually better
Five hundred bands on the Wraith, saw you last week, you been movin' that Jetta
This Louis belt all on my waist, the rest of my fit, probably oozin' Margiela
"Yung Gooduh, you do too much"
Bitch, I don't fuck with you too much
Gotta be fuckin' with Sandy 'cause I know this hoe done probably got used to nut
Niggas wanna pull up on me and be thinkin' I'm lacking, but I keep a tooly tucked
Patek Phillippe on my wrist with the Cartier frames, yeah, my shit newly bust
Down on my dick, I was deep in the mud
Gotta thank God that I'm finally up
I don't give a fuck 'bout that hoe, she a slut
Did too much diggin', I'm deep in her guts
My brother, he shoot like Ginóbili
You thought you ate? Boy, you is not Kobe
Don't give a fuck if you do not know me
Chasin' a check, you chasin' my homie, yeah
Codeine in my cup and then I mix it with the Faygo
Been suppressin' my depression, now I feel like KAY/O
I might ghost you if it's Doja, I do what she say so
Brand new wide body redeye, pull off in a Kano
Feel like Walt White, crash out in the Winnebago
Niggas mad that they broke, my pockets full of queso
Tell your bro to lay low, 'fore we give him a halo
Your hoe make me volcano, explore her like Diego
Run in and out of the bank, lately I been gettin' cool with the teller
Two milly right up in the safe, but the deposit is usually better
Five hundred bands on the Wraith, saw you last week, you been movin' that Jetta
This Louis belt all on my waist, the rest of my fit, probably oozin' Margiela
"Yung Gooduh, you do too much"
Bitch, I don't fuck with you too much
Gotta be fuckin' with Sandy 'cause I know this hoe done probably got used to nut
Niggas wanna pull up on me and be thinkin' I'm lacking, but I keep a tooly tucked
Patek Phillippe on my wrist with the Cartier frames, yeah, my shit newly bust
Down on my dick, I was deep in the mud
Gotta thank God that I'm finally up
I don't give a fuck 'bout that hoe, she a slut
Did too much diggin', I'm deep in her guts
My brother, he shoot like Ginóbili
You thought you ate? Boy, you is not Kobe
Don't give a fuck if you do not know me
Chasin' a check, you chasin' my homie, yeah
(Yung Gooduh, you do too much)
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