too much

Balenci tracks all in my bag I can't go broke I put a hundred on his head To get him gone I got a drum inside this stick So watch yo tone I'm all alone inside this shit I'm on my own I walk through the door You know that I put that shit on Designer my head All the way to my toes Got a watch on my wrist And you know that it's froze Know I'm having this shit But won't spend on my hoe She want matching Bape hoodies I want matching poles She wan' ride in Rolls Royce While I wan' snatch his soul Yeah Opps all on my trail Put the weed all on the scale I got drank yeah I got zip Got the percs all on the shelf Music loud up in the whip I get turnt up by myself They gon' talk and I won't trip Cause what the saying I don't care Pour out the lean too much in my cup I'll get high Don't give no f*ck If you saying it's up with me Bitch then it's stuck Run up on me You out of luck (Yeah) I got a new Patek on me (Yeah) My cup is muddy I don't sip no bubbly And I got too much of lean I'm counting up yeah I got too much of green What's on my coat? Yeah I got too much Celine I'm far ahead of all these niggas Yeah it's too much between All this money All this green Balenci tracks all in my bag I can't go broke I put a hundred on his head To get him gone I got a drum inside this stick So watch yo tone I'm all alone inside this shit I'm on my own I walk through the door You know that I put that shit on Designer my head All the way to my toes Got a watch on my wrist And you know that it's froze Know I'm having this shit But won't spend on my hoe She want matching Bape hoodies I want matching poles She wan' ride in Rolls Royce While I wan' snatch his soul