Too Much Songtext
von Saucy Santana

I been that b*tch and y′all can't keep up
Talk yo sh*t, bet I won′t get touched
Cuban on my wrist, yeah that sh*t gone bust
Tryna steal the sauce, hoe you doing too much
B*tch you running yo gums, too much
And I like my funds, too much
Can't f*ck with no bums, cause I cost too much
They don't wanna come around cause I floss too much


Uh, hoe you feeling tough then @ me
Bank on slam dunk ballin′ like an athlete
B*tch you a maid, you a lame, you a maddy
Hoe you done drunk too much, you getting aggy
Walk in the club, kill the scene, I′m a baddie
Drip got a whole b*tch gang lookin' tacky
Got so many n*ggas I aint tryna meet ya mammy
Make ya baby daddy miss time with his family
These hoes foldin′ and scrollin'
These b*tches eyes is rollin′
You hoes sleep as hell, it's giving melatonin
Yeah I′m the baddest b*tch, ain't got no opponent
I gave you 60 seconds, you done had ya moment
Ricky on my feet, p*ssy on a lake
Gasping for air, begging for a break
Dinner being served, gon' make your plate
And if a b*tch want beef, then I′m handing out steak

I been that b*tch and y′all can't keep up
Talk yo sh*t, bet I won′t get touched
Cuban on my wrist, yeah that sh*t gone bust
Tryna steal the sauce, hoe you doing too much
B*tch you running yo gums, too much
And I like my funds, too much
Can't f*ck with no bums, cause I cost too much
They don′t wanna come around cause I floss too much

I been that b*tch and y'all can′t keep up
Talk yo sh*t, bet I won't get touched
Cuban on my wrist, yeah that sh*t gone bust
Tryna steal the sauce, hoe you doing too much
B*tch you running yo gums, too much
And I like my funds, too much
Can't f*ck with no bums, cause I cost too much
They don′t wanna come around cause I floss too much


You n*ggas rap bout the sauce that I been had
I was paid ′fore rap, that's a big bag
Yeah b*tch I′m it, but I don't play tag
And we don′t suck no d*ck for no handbag
Eat your favorite rapper, I could be the Pac-Man
Eat your favorite trapper, I could be the sack man
Gone pledge Kappa, cause you b*tches steady cappin'
Crunching on you hoes, you can call me the captain
Yo rent cost my shoes
You cannot skip to my lou (to my lou)
Don′t stress how I do
I do me, do you
You know popping bottles ain't a damn thang
I got the hot sauce for my lemon pepper wangs
B*tch I kicked the door in, ain't have to pull strangs
Yeah I been the champ, I need six rangs

I been that b*tch and y′all can′t keep up
Talk yo shit, bet I won't get touched
Cuban on my wrist, yeah that sh*t gone bust
Tryna steal the sauce, hoe you doing too much
B*tch you running yo gums, too much
And I like my funds, too much
Can′t f*ck with no bums, cause I cost too much
They don't wanna come around cause I floss too much
I been that b*tch and y′all can't keep up
Talk yo sh*t, bet I won′t get touched
Cuban on my wrist, yeah that sh*t gone bust
Tryna steal the sauce, hoe you doing too much
B*tch you runnin' yo gums, too much
And I like my funds, too much
Can't f*ck with no bums, cause I cost too much
They don′t wanna come around cause I floss too much