Too Many

Lyrics

[Intro] You cry— you cry— You cry love (Love, woah) In my ear You cry love (Love, yeah) [Verse 1] Fuck from the back when I'm pullin' her tracks (In my ear) She be holdin' my leg while I'm holdin' my strap (You cry—) Girl, I can't lack when I'm hittin' it (Hittin' it) All-black 'Lac, in the back, I be bendin' it (Uh) That pussy too good, I'm killin' it (Come here) One phone call, I'm pullin' up, spinnin' shit (Brrt) I make a lotta money then spend the shit on you (Uh-huh) Your fifties and hundreds infinite (Cash) She can't tell who the top dog (Nah) Take a look at my niggas, we all boss (Boss) I'ma pull up when you call, dog Ain't no rubbers, I'm hittin' it raw dog I done cut off my bitch 'cause I ball, y'all (Yeah) I don't need a Perc' to stand tall I'ma take care of you if you playin' ball Give a fuck 'bout them niggas, I stay involved I come through with that cutter and spray it all If they give me a bond, bet I pay it all (Yeah) Got too many hoes, can't spare 'em all I got too many clothes to wear 'em all Girl, you're good, you're fuckin' with H-Dog (Ice) Should've did it, I hit it with fentanyl The Patek all white like a brick of raw The pussy so good, I'ma hit it raw Got a switch on my door like it's chicken talk Yeah [Verse 2] Fuck from the back when I'm pullin' her tracks She be holdin' my leg while I'm holdin' my strap I might pay her lil' bill if she poppin' it Put up the Patek, the plain, I'm rockin' it (Ice) If I'm in the building, catch me on top of it Ridin' in the whip with a freak with a Glock in it Suckin' me good, she gon' get her a shopping trip Dr. Miami, I go get her body built Run through the money 'cause I get a lot of it Fifties and hundreds, the bank deposits it Miami Beach with a freak and a slut She gon' sleep when I nap, put my thumb in her butt By the threes, I be linkin' 'em up I been swappin' 'em out, I ain't givin' a fuck I be right in the bank, I ain't sleepin' that much With a Glock on my hip, somethin' pink in my cup Just left the jeweler, I'm cold as fuck (Ice) I caught him in traffic, he froze, he stuck [Outro] You cry— you cry— You cry love (Love) In my ear You cry love (Love) Fuck from the back when I'm pullin' her tracks (In my ear) She be holdin' my leg while I'm holdin' my strap My favorite song is "Johnny" by you I love "Johnny," that's my favorite song For sure, no question But then, I like, um, After The Curse