Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tew Much, artist - Pell. Date of issue: 02.09.2021
Song language: English
Tew Much |
| I tell a bitch yield |
| You doing too much |
| If it’s really real ain’t gotta prove it too much |
| Fuck how niggas feel |
| I’m trying to turn this shit up |
| I had to quarantine myself 'cause I was moving too much |
| Now bitch yield |
| You doing too much |
| Always hit my phone like I ain’t doing enough |
| Always hit my phone like we ain’t screwing enough |
| I’m trying to make a hundred million watch me run this shit up |
| It’s Mr Edgar Allen Poe up |
| Sipping brown like it foldgers |
| Always the one that’s litty |
| But rarely the one that’s toe up |
| Wake up beside a goddess |
| All My sunrises look gorgeous |
| Might dip before I eat breakfast |
| But bacon what I leave home for |
| It’s for the hunger, not the taste |
| Want it, need it |
| Andale! |
| Still I remember the days |
| I was afraid |
| They’d never fuck with the team |
| Guess I’m never going back |
| Now they want to be attached |
| Hitting my phone |
| Acting like a nigga owe em |
| Before I hung up I told em |
| Bitch yield |
| You doing too much |
| If it’s really real ain’t gotta prove it too much |
| Fuck how niggas feel |
| I’m trying to turn this shit up |
| I had to quarantine myself 'cause I was moving too much |
| Now bitch yield |
| You doing too much |
| Always hit my phone like I ain’t doing enough |
| Always hit my phone like we ain’t screwing enough |
| I’m trying to make a hundred million watch me run this shit up |
| It’s up, like Pixar |
| 3, 2, 1 liftoff |
| Taxing what I’m packing like |
| Like I had to get a zip off |
| Shorty mad attractive |
| But she acting like we involved |
| Stay Honest with lil mama |
| While she lying through her lip gloss |
| (I mean) Rather chase what I can’t see |
| Than be comfortable |
| Know your past is your past but some |
| Shit inexpugnable |
| So I dip right back to cali |
| Where the weather is wonderful |
| Only rolling white boys |
| Call me token non fungible |
| Brothers make some slight noise |
| Thinking they indestructible |
| Til I drop a couple records |
| Then they change where they coming from |
| Y’all dick hop like its double dutch |
| Nutty buddy y’all fucking up |
| I be dolo that’s solo |
| And slow my place like I double cupped |
| Look |
| Usually I’m doing too much |
| But from the way they show love |
| Thought I ain’t doing enough |
| These bills ain’t bout to pay themselves |
| So I need more than I want |
| NOW Before they tell me how to feel |
| I tell a |
| Bitch yield |
| You doing too much |
| If it’s really real ain’t gotta prove it too much |
| Fuck how niggas feel |
| I’m trying to turn this shit up |
| I had to quarantine myself 'cause I was moving too much |
| Now bitch yield |
| You doing too much |
| Always hit my phone like… |