Too Much lyrics

[Hook: Que]
My main b*tch and my side b*tch mad at me
I could give two f*cks
Bout to pour me up some Easter pink
I need two cups
Roll up dope, say "I smoke too much"
Hold up, ho, you don't smoke enough
Fall back ho, you can't go with us
Yeah you bad, but ho, so what?
Too much, stackin' up dough, I got too much
Too much, f*ckin' up ho, do too much
Too much, stuntin' on life, do too much
Too much, they say a young n*gga do too much

[Verse 1: Que]
They say a young n*gga do way too much
Roll dope, get high, and don't say too much
Stackin' up dough they say I made too much
Got a get money gut, like I ate too much
I'm gone, roll one up and get blown
Both of my b*tches, they know what's really goin' on
I guess that's why they both p*ssed at me
They call theyselves tryna play tricks on me
One b*tch wanna post pics with me
Man, the other one say I act differently
Well, I can give two f*cks
All I need is two cups
To go along with two sl*ts
I don't really want too much
[Hook: Que]
My main b*tch and my side b*tch mad at me
I could give two f*cks
Bout to pour me up some Easter pink
I need two cups
Roll up dope, say "I smoke too much"
Hold up, ho you don't smoke enough
Fall back ho you can't go with us
Yeah you bad, but ho so what?
Too much, stackin' up dough, I got too much
Too much, f*ckin' up ho, do too much
Too much, stuntin' on life, do too much
Too much, they say a young n*gga do too much

[Verse 2: Lizzle]
Took a b*tch out the first night it took her two months
Pockets lookin' fatter than a tumor
Ruth Chris, blue dolphin, you b*tches be eatin' school lunch
These G star jeans? They too much
Shoes with the wings they too much
My Versace frames they too much
Any damn thing I do too much
I be bumpin' so much, I be drinkin' so muchh
That don't mean sh*t, I still smack a b*tch if I'm sober
I just met the b*tch but I'll crash the b*tch like I knew her
I don't wet the club, unless they pay us to show up
[Hook: Que]
My main b*tch and my side b*tch mad at me
I could give two f*cks
Bout to pour me up some Easter pink
I need two cups
Roll up dope, say "I smoke too much"
Hold up, ho you don't smoke enough
Fall back ho you can't go with us
Yeah you bad, but ho so what?
Too much, stackin' up dough, I got too much
Too much, f*ckin' up ho, do too much
Too much, stuntin' on life, do too much
Too much, they say a young n*gga do too much

[Verse 3: Trey Songz]
Probably bout havin' a threesome, they say I do it too much
It's probably gonna be another hit
f*ckin' another n*gga b*tch, doin' too much
And I don't even drink lean, but a n*gga sippin' two cups
Cause she just got 'em done, and her booty next
Is she doin' too much?
I came in with a thug, gave a stripper love
Then I threw too much
Said that she can hang, her and her girls
Then the b*tch threw up
Man, I miss the A too much
When I come I always stay too much
All the girls that I love say I play too much
Life full of sin, can never pray too much
[Hook: Que]
My main b*tch and my side b*tch mad at me
I could give two f*cks
Bout to pour me up some Easter pink
I need two cups
Roll up dope, say "I smoke too much"
Hold up, ho you don't smoke enough
Fall back ho you can't go with us
Yeah you bad, but ho so what?
Too much, stackin' up dough, I got too much
Too much, f*ckin' up ho, do too much
Too much, stuntin' on life, do too much
Too much, they say a young n*gga do too much