Too Much (slowed)

Do you wanna ride? Do you wanna ride? Yeah, look, aye She say I'm too much to handle Baby, I'm tryna make it out the bando, yeah No, we not average But I might just want a bad bitch, yeah Sometimes I be sorry Wasting time, I was moving kind of wocky, yeah Singing be my hobby She like, meet me in the lobby Yeah look Meet me in the lobby Little conversation, talking bout an after-party She like, nice to meet you, what's your name? I'm shy, I'm sorry Gorgeous set of eyes, she look like she wont hurt nobody, yeah, yeah, Look, aye Sorry baby locked in, are you kidding? Call me maybe, yeah, look Ask me what I'm doing Said this shit before the green, what I be pursuing How they steady spying preeing watching all my movements Quick assumptions, how it's crazy, shit not proven Snakes all up in disguise Niggas steady asking questions, always asking why Pull up to the party, that's the shit we gon' Not gon' say it Saying, God, will I make it? Cause I've always just been waiting Uh, friends turned into enemies, most these niggas they caught up with jealousy, yeah Tryna go real hard, tryna be the trending topic All that talk, baby better stop it, yeah Tryna get bands in my wallet And I'm just being honest Honest dripping like a faucet You see this line, yeah, please don't ever cross it One day, we gon' be mad rich And we do it not for fashion, yeah, look She say I'm too much to handle, yeah Too much to handle, uh-huh