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guapdad 4000 - doing too much lyrics

[intro]
dtb beatshop
yeah, ayy
finesse, finesse
dtb is a f-cking check
ayy (yeah, let’s go)
hehe (it’s a check), mm, ayy

[verse 1: guapdad 4000]
she asked why the rolls royce swervin’
f-cked in the backseat and nutted on the curtains
bitcoin batman, i trade with the persians
prada ’round this bl–dy like i’m playing with a virgin, huh
n-gga, i’m not tripping off no b-tch
talkin’ to hbo ’bout shows i’m tryna pitch
i don’t give a f-ck ’bout your accomplishments, nerd
you soundcloud’s trash and your fits worse, ayy
covered in designer, you a ball of corn
the only thing i fear is a crown of th-rns
but i can’t stop sinning, what i do to these women
they need to hang a n-gga picture in a hall of p-rn
i don’t got no feelings if you mad that the bands ain’t peeling
being broke make you sad, go change that feeling (ayy)
i was trapping through a breakup, my heart was healing
i couldn’t have a count, so i start stealing

[chorus: guapdad 4000 & slimmy b]
shout out to my old thing, i know she hate me
shout out to my new thing, she goin’ crazy
settin’ all the trends people taking
i might crash tonight, i’m not breaking
i’m not sober so my
mind’s not in a good place
i’m doing too much, i’m doing too much
i’m doing too much, i’m doing too much (whoa)

[verse 2: slimmy b]
come and throw that -ss, throw that booty
lv, my b-tch sick of all this louie
in a prada store, i’m wearing gucci
got a hundred in the choppa, shoot a movie
your best friend a rat an’ you a goofy
i’ma knock your b-tch if she choosy
and i bet she eat this d-ck just like sushi
hit it from the back, i make her wet, i make her juicy
if it’s me and guapdad then it’s ’bout a bag
all these blues in my pocket got these n-ggas mad
i be talking money, i be talking cash
i’m mike tyson with this glock, i ain’t throwing jabs
h-ll no, we don’t finesse, [?][1:55] sh-t
heard n-ggas say i changed when them bands hit
stop tryna cuff that thot, let your mans hit
young rich n-gga and my ex can’t stand it, b-tch

[chorus: guapdad 4000]
shout out to my old thing, i know she hate me
shout out to my new thing, she goin’ crazy
settin’ all the trends people taking
i might crash tonight, i’m not breaking
i’m not sober so my
mind’s not in a good place
i’m doing too much, i’m doing too much
i’m doing too much, i’m doing too much

[bridge: slimmy b]
if it’s me and guapdad then it’s ’bout a bag

[verse 3: guapdad 4000]
shout out to my old girl, i know she hate me
and my new one going crazy
settin’ all the trends people taking
i might crash tonight (hey, i’m really rich)
they say i be doin’ too much, yeah
i’m not boring, sorry, i’m not regular
i think i be doing too much, yeah
off that ‘gnac, this ain’t gin, ayy
baby, what’s your pin? ayy
shout out to my old b-tch, man, i bet she sick
put the p in pneumonia, yeah, i’m silent but i hit
she would probably k!ll a b-tch for this lil’ d-cky-d-ck
yeah, she left me for that white boy, she on lil d-cky d-ck
i was doing too much, yeah
i’m not boring, sorry, i’m not regular
i think i be doing too much, yeah
off that ‘gnac, this ain’t gin
hold on, baby, what’s your pin?

- guapdad 4000 lyrics

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