Dive into the high-octane world of Destroy Lonely with 'Too Much'—an energetic anthem about the fast life, getting money, and living without limits. With a vibe that's as intense as it is unapologetic, this track explores themes of luxury, excess, and street culture, delivered in a lyrical style that's raw and unfiltered.
Hook:
Got too much money, can't fold it up
In the foreign whip, yeah, I'm rollin' up
We gettin' paper, ain't no slowin' up
Too much money, yeah, it's showin' up
Verse 1:
Stackin' racks, racks on racks, we countin' digits
Got these bands flipping, man, we really livin'
Fuckin' bitches, got these hoes on demand
In the streets, got the world in my hand
We pull up, foreign car, suicide doors
Fast life, endless cash, we want more
My slime with me, and we rollin' up blunts
Too much weed, yeah, we on another stunt
Pre-Chorus:
Killing the game, ain't no competition
Hoes, money, weed, it's a new tradition
Rollin' in luxury, it's a new edition
Living life fast, no intermission
Hook:
Got too much money, can't fold it up
In the foreign whip, yeah, I'm rollin' up
We gettin' paper, ain't no slowin' up
Too much money, yeah, it's showin' up
Verse 2:
Nightlife vibes, in VIP, we flexin'
Hella weed, these diamonds, they too perplexin'
Got the heater, in the streets, no second guessin'
Roll with my slime, no time for stressin'
Double cup, sip it slow, feel the thrill
Catchin' checks, fuck a deal, it's all real
Bad hoes wanna ride, they know the deal
Cash and power, man, this life so surreal
Pre-Chorus:
Killing the game, ain't no competition
Hoes, money, weed, it's a new tradition
Rollin' in luxury, it's a new edition
Living life fast, no intermission
Hook:
Got too much money, can't fold it up
In the foreign whip, yeah, I'm rollin' up
We gettin' paper, ain't no slowin' up
Too much money, yeah, it's showin' up
Bridge:
Cash flow, nonstop, like a tidal wave
We on top, puttin' haters in the grave
Money on our mind, every day we crave
Big dreams, big moves, like we so brave
Hook:
Got too much money, can't fold it up
In the foreign whip, yeah, I'm rollin' up
We gettin' paper, ain't no slowin' up
Too much money, yeah, it's showin' up
Outro:
Money talks, and we hear it loud
Livin' fast, standin' out from the crowd
With my slime, we makin' mama proud
Too much money, can't bring us down
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getting money, fucking bitches, too much money, foreign whip, killing niggas, my slime, fucking hoes, rolling blunts, hella weed
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