andretti – too much lyrics
[hook: andretti]
she cannot feel her face
she cannot feel her face (x2)
she said there’s too much drugs
i said there’s too much love
she’s having too much fun
[verse 1: andretti]
12 months of the year
every day of the month
man, a n-gga been blessed now
no clothes at the crib
when you [?] and leave you can finally get dressed now
but her man can’t know
so she keep it on the low about what she onto now
she so impressed by me
when she over she gon wanna get a chance to meet the crew now
we puffin’ loud till the sun up
a man been hatin’ on me since the come up
he said he got a blade on him, he can cut up
well i got my 9 on me, n-gga run up
block boy so i turned [?]
and she’s hot juss know that she’s hotter than the sauna
b-tch dont touch my burner
when we count it up, you can juss watch from the corner
[hook]
[verse 2: c-ssius]
she cannot feel her face
i let her touch the blunt
now she think my sh-t is laced now
it’s dark and we parked
see a car pull up, dumb b-tch put your head down
shawty crazy she wanna go for 10 rounds
makin [?] cuz i can’t keep my bread down
p-ssy n-gga why you starin’ put your head down
f-ck you and your crew, you the head clown
shawty say that i’m wavy
she don’t wanna play me, i know that she loves drugs
she call, i decline
i don’t got no time
i rose with the [?]
young c-ss from the snow, i’m all over that dough, always have because i’m on the come up
wallahi we got it, my n-ggas be mobbin’
i ridin’ cuz they juss like brothers
b-tch why is you hatin?
you jealous, juss face it
but n-gga i came up from nothin’
we were steady hittin stains
through our hungry -ss days
if we hear the sirens we runnin’
smokin’ woods to the mornin’
you play with my money, i will not condone it
b-tch, pay up stop loaftin’
[hook]
[verse 3: budgie]
she’s havin too much fun
want drugs for the low, tryna f-ck with the plug now
she like to roll it up, backwoods to the face, got me f-ckin till the sun down
touchin’ and rubbin’, she know that i’m hustlin’
and shawty, she fallin’ in love now
step ahead of the game
she asked what it is, i had to tell her what it was now
from the block to the bando
c-cked back, squeeze, firm grip on the handle
get your body dismantled
watch how you talk, i could get you handled
mama say i’m a handful
cuz i don’t really play that
[?]
the shooters gon spray that
[hook]
catch up lil n-ggas!
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