Extra lyrics

Intro:

Yea my sprite came in clean
I drip like the cover of a magazine
Try to be cool, don't make a scene
Try to be cool, off this lean
I do this sh*t for my momma, my team
I do this sh*t for the gang, not me

Hook:

I'm doing too much, b*tch I'm extra
I'm having too much sh*t, got extras
I'm having too much drank, got extra
I'm having too much weed, got extra
I'm having too much money, got extra
They want pressure, I got extra
I'm having too many b*tches, got extras
Shawty want Chanelli, she get extra
Talk bout fly sh*t, I do extra
Talk bout fresh sh*t, I do extra
Backwood with sh*t, can't you smell it
That n*gga a snitch, yea he tellin
Most of my partners extra
Most of my jackets cost a lot, they extra
Molly poppers a lot, on some fiend sh*t
I like to do everything to perfection
My diamonds rockstar, brighter than heaven
I pour a sprite in a cup from 7 Eleven
I got a pound on the mf scale, but I ain't have to weigh it, I know it's heavy
Verse 1:

I got yo hoe on the way to my spot, I ain't have to say nothing and she brought her friends
I'm on the way to the bank and I'm cashing right out lil b*tch I'm walking out with them bands
Some of my jeans retired and some of my jeans are straight from France
I been pouring straight out of the pint I gotta sit down can't stand
We been going in all night man so we can't feel it
Yea my weed so loud n*gga pass me the lighter I can't even hear what you saying

Hook:

I'm doing too much, b*tch I'm extra
I'm having too much sh*t, got extras
I'm having too much drank, got extra
I'm having too much weed, got extra
I'm having too much money, got extra
They want pressure, I got extra
I'm having too many b*tches, got extras
Shawty want Chanelli, she get extra
Talk bout fly sh*t, I do extra
Talk bout fresh sh*t, I do extra
Backwood with sh*t, can't you smell it
That n*gga a snitch, yea he tellin
Most of my partners extra
Most of my jackets cost a lot, they extra
Molly poppers a lot, on some fiend sh*t
I like to do everything to perfection
My diamonds rockstar, brighter than heaven
Verse 2:

We gotta whole lotta drank, won't stretch it
I got a lot on my plate, won't stress it
I gotta stay away from hoes, it's messy
Even if I buy you clothes, don't text me
Yea I'm the sh*t in my (?)
I work all damn day, lemme check my schedule
Shawty gon slide, go sledding
I been giving em swag, yes I'm a professor
Let em have all the extras
Girl this is my movie, they all extras
They ain't nobody special
I'm booted up off X, baby I thought my heart done stopped
These n*ggas keep on dropping music, I'm just pouring up drop
These n*ggas think they swag like me, somebody tell a lil boy "stop"
I buy a new truck it's way too geeked, yea I used to walk to the bus stop
I spent 2500 just to wear these sneaks', so I ain't even flexing right now
And that lil bit of drank won't put me to sleep, I think I need extra right now

Hook:

I'm doing too much, b*tch I'm extra
I'm having too much sh*t, got extras
I'm having too much drank, got extra
I'm having too much weed, got extra
I'm having too much money, got extra
They want pressure, I got extra
I'm having too many b*tches, got extras
Shawty want Chanelli, she get extra
Talk bout fly sh*t, I do extra
Talk bout fresh sh*t, I do extra
Backwood with sh*t, can't you smell it
That n*gga a snitch, yea he tellin
Most of my partners extra
Most of my jackets cost a lot, they extra
Molly poppers a lot, on some fiend sh*t
I like to do everything to perfection
My diamonds rockstar, brighter than heaven
I pour a sprite in a cup from 7 Eleven
I got a pound on the mf scale, but I ain't have to weigh it, I know it's heavy