That's Too Much Lyrics

Sour Money

I got a rock

All in my sock

If I'm a do it bitch I want a lot

I got your bitch

All on her knees

Look like she praying man Hum Do Allah

I never fold

Ain't ever told

I know some G's that do that a lot

Don't tell on the gang

Get cleaned up

We going to show you why they call it mop

We running with steppers

Stepping on anything that's on the gang

We moving reckless

I got a partner borderline insane

My city too grimy

Got a lil bro that'll run in your shit

If you try to find me

I promise you gang is finding you first

You labeled a fed

Snitch

We dumping out bodies

Throwing a rack

Dumping out led

We lay him to rest

Digging a grave

Make your bed

But that's too much

That's too much

That's too much

Bitch I'm from the west side

Throw it up we the best side

Space coup like a Jetti

Aim the scope with the left eye

Gotta a couple shooters from the east

Run up the P the gang gotta feast

She want to rub on the Gucci my fleece

Pour up the juice now shawty got a lean

Yeah

Two caps of the goo

Now shawty getting loose

Skirt off in the coup

Ain't ever smoked boof

Run up a check gotta do what it do

Foot on they neck got to show them how to do it

Shit come easy man there ain't nothing to it

Frontline meds ain't ever had boof

Putting on for the city baby

Even tho it's kind of fishy baby

The Springs kind of iffy baby

Got to walk around stomping on snakes

Five packs got them all around the state

Double back boy I got to get paid

That's too much got to move states

Bitch

But that's too much

That's too much

That's too much

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