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(Intro:)
You got too many
I got too many
We had too many
And we fucking on Henny
You got too many/ Say you got too many/ And I had too many
Say I got too many/ Say I got too many/ And I had too many

(Verse 1:)
You got too many
What you hiding from me
You think I'm a dummy
You won't get one on me
I do drugs when I'm lonely
Be my one and my only
Shawty can't fuck with no phony
We fuck and we smoke up a stogie

Shawty need some help/ Im bout to hit this nigga Phil
She spazzing on the regular/ I do not know her deal
Dick knock her out/ She gonna call me Nyquil
Niggas squeal/ Pussy nigga popped up/ He get killed
Sometime this shit don't feel real
I cannot trust how I feel
We fucking on liquor and pills
We fucking on liquor and pills
(Chorus:)
You got too many
I got too many
We had too many
And we fucking on Henny
You got too many/ Say you got too many/ And you had too many
You got too many/ Say I got too many/ And I had too many

(Verse 2:)
She says she love me/ But she don't/ The Henny be fucking her dome
She told me to bring my ass home/ Im fucking my ex bitch right now
Im sorry/ Can't come to the phone/ I can't even text you right now
She wanna just look through my phone/ I change up the subject right now

You looking sexy right now
Im tryna fuck you right
Im tryna wear yo ass out
Im tryna flip/ And bust you/ Can't cuff you/ Don't worry bout how

Tell me what Im doing wrong/ What Im doing wrong
Something push me out my zone/ Grip me out my zone

Im moving from state to state/ But can't get away/ I'm running away from the clout
I know you been through some bullshit/ That nigga done fucked you and left you/ Say he let you down
You ain't gone never have worries/ Please lord show her mercy/ She crying bout money right now
I had to get back on set/ Man I came back to flex/ Man I blew all this money some how
I got/ Four five different watches/ I'm a Jeweler
Niggas acting crazy/ Imma slice at they mendulla
Bitches say I'm long/ They wanna compare me to rulers
Hallelujah/ Niggas bowing down/ I'm something like a ruler
Drop top jumping imma shoot
How you repping Cult and my niggas we never knew
She say she tired of stripping/ Her little girl turning two
Young niggas in my city be robbing for revenue

I can split the check one way
Everybody dies some day
Forever hustle never fade away
I wonder why you sounds so cliche
Bust it up baby that's just some childs play

Baby dont worry/ I know that you know that I never get stuck on a bitch
I'm fucked up on Henny/ I fucked on Henny/ I mixed with this Remy/ And guess what/ I still don't feel shit
Been lit for a minute/ So baby dont worry/ I'm focused on making us rich
You had too many and I had too many/ We might as well pour up again

(Chorus:)
You got too many
I got too many
We had too many
And we fucking on Henny
You got too many/ Say you got too many/ And you had too many
You got too many/ Say I got too many/ And I had too many
You got too many
I got too many
We had too many
And we fucking on Henny
You got too many/ Say you got too many/ And you had too many
You got too many/ Say I got too many/ And I had too many