Lyrics Tew Much - Pell

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…