Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Too Much , by - Rah Swish. Release date: 09.02.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Too Much |
| Nine shots in a Ruger |
| I step on court, they like watch the fuckin shooter |
| (you niggas better structure the fuck up) |
| Them niggas talkin too much |
| I’m tryna off em too much |
| They said I be flossin too much |
| I be with bosses too much |
| Royce got a coffin too much |
| I get it often too much |
| She wanna pause shit too much |
| Them niggas frauding too much |
| Too much |
| Too much |
| I get to spazzin too much |
| I’m with the action too much |
| I keep a ratchet too much |
| I be in traffic too much |
| Percocet habits too much |
| I make it happen too much |
| I’m changing my name to too much |
| Glock got a beamer, ruler |
| I be with lifters, movers |
| Givin em thirty, Luka |
| Ready for war then suit up |
| I got a treesh she too much |
| I never eated school lunch |
| But she good with the kids, school bus |
| In and outta the state cause I been moving hot |
| I might catch em and trip out to Cancun |
| Watch em twirl and drop, I don’t know if the nigga got shot |
| Or he bussin a dance move |
| Make him wild out on woo |
| I got the juice |
| She do her thing on the dance floor |
| No this ain’t nothin new |
| You know the rules, girl what you still got on pants for |
| Get money, top dollar the motivation |
| Got this bitch on her heels like she rollerblading |
| I’m outside every day, still got it on me |
| Moving like I don’t got open cases |
| Baby you gotta dip ain’t no overstaying |
| She get cab and get dick, but get no relations |
| Pull a scar when he bluffing, he poker facing |
| Last nigga got hit and wrote a statement |
| I gotta have it, I swear I’m feening to blast it |
| For any fuck niggas that chattin |
| Boy why you lackin |
| Bitch watch the gang what I’m jackin |
| Fanny pack not for the fashion, nigga I’m mackin |
| Big 38 in the jacket, that’s what I pick for the action |
| If I yell out 'what's crackin', demon gon hop out and splash him |
| He sending bullets like madden |
| My niggas raising the murder rate |
| She get shot in her face if she jack what he jackin |
| My niggas scorin like Golden State, I know that boy mad that we caught him |
| lackin |
| We sent him right up the interface, go search up my chargers you see what happen |
| We turnt that boy to a dinner plate, after I fuck her I gotta skate |
| I swear she told me I’m the best, she told me go deeper my foot on her neck |
| I’m pulling her hair through the sex, I nut in her mouth I can’t make a mess |
| She heard a nigga up next, but I’m still in the hood finessin these checks |
| The opps know that I’m a threat, so they ducking that action ain’t tryna be |
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