Too Many lyrics

by

Young Stoner Life


[Intro]
Max Payne
Matt, what up?
48Hz
Let me talk to 'em

[Chorus]
I'm addicted to money, my habit is spending it, I gotta keep this sh*t on me (Keep this sh*t on me)
I know they gon' hate it but they cannot stop it, I already see this sh*t coming (I see this sh*t coming)
Too many hundreds on me, I'm like f*ck the police and I do what I wanna (f*ck the polIce)
I did a magic trick right in front of his eyes, cook it up, Benihana (Voila)

[Verse 1]
I just be wildin' when I'm on that stage, I come off that b*tch like a forty
b*tch, I got a .40 on me, I got on forty pointers (Forty pointers)
They still gon' wait for me, I got that cake on me, and I'm not talkin' 'bout no funnel
We was just movin' out so many bales, you would think we had a tunnel
I got on Louis V runners
I barely be walking, you know ain't no running
Young n*gga toting them cutters
They bring your ass up, slime you out for your money (Slatt)
They 'bout to free that boy Yak
Caught a federal, these n*ggas know how we comin'
Blew his ass right out his shoes
In front of the church and they did it on Sunday
[Chorus]
I'm so addicted to money, my habit is spending it, I gotta keep this sh*t on me
I know they gon' hate it but they cannot stop it, I already see this sh*t coming
Too many hundreds on me, I'm like f*ck the police and I do what I wanna
I did a magic trick right in front of his eyes, cook it up, Benihana (Voila)

[Verse 2]
I'm feeling like I'm in my prime
They telling me that it's my time
Had to get in my right mind
I got a mil' on my mind
I'm screaming free all the slimes (Slatt)
They know ain't no cap in my rhymes
Bad b*tches snorting the lines
We hit these hoes without tryin'
I gotta bend her right over
And I put my di*k in her back like a spine
I'm spending way too many racks on this drip
I can't wear it two times
I don't freestyle, I get paid just to rhyme
Can't just be wasting my time
You just can't talk to me anyway
I get you knocked off like any day

[Chorus]
I'm addicted to money, my habit is spending it, I gotta keep this sh*t on me
I know they gon' hate it but they cannot stop it, I already see this sh*t coming
Too many hundreds on me, I'm like f*ck the police and I do what I wanna
I did a magic trick right in front of his eyes, cook it up, Benihana (Voila)
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