2 Much -

Ayy

Why you gotta bring this up?

Everybody sees this stuff

You don't really think too much

Pro'lly 'cause you speak too much

I'm so faded, you're too wasted

You can't even make this up

Acting's way too much

Popping off, like bottles of Don Perignon

Trust it up like St. Laurent, like nothing's wrong

Sugarcoat the Sweet & Low, girl watch your tone

Hit her lane, got a little taste of what you want

Catch a wave, with cops

Born and raised, get paid to serve a USA

Tripping out the fifty states, but you're the one

Should've known it was over 'fore this shit begun

I'ma a freak-freak-freak-freak

Tweet-tweet-tweet say yeah

I'ma gеt see me TV repeat-pеat-peat

Motherfuckas say yeah!

Why you gotta bring this up?

Everybody sees this stuff

You don't really think too much

Pro'lly 'cause you speak too much

I'm so faded, you're too wasted

You can't even make this up

Acting's way too much

Party sometimes

And you race sometimes

And you go so fast

You erase your mind

I forget your face

You remember mine

But we can't go back

And we can't rewind

All the fake shit

(Yeah)

Only on me when you want me down

My location, yellow pages

Find me when you want to talk it out

(Yeah yeah yeah)

I'ma a freak-freak-freak-freak

Tweet-tweet-tweet say yeah

I'ma get see me TV repeat-peat-peat

Motherfuckas say yeah

Why you gotta bring this up?

Everybody sees this stuff

You don't really think too much

Pro'lly 'cause you speak too much

I'm so faded, you're too wasted

You can't even make this up

Acting's way too much

I'm so faded, you're too wasted

You can't even make this up

Acting's way too much

I'ma a freak-freak-freak-freak

Tweet-tweet-tweet say yeah

I'ma get see me TV repeat-peat-peat

Motherfuckas say yeah