DO TOO MUCH lyrics

[Intro]
You got me feelin' a mess so much
Stuck on the past so much
I'm feelin' a mess (So much, so much, so much)

[Chorus]
Can you tell me if I do too much?
Is it bad if I'm thinkin' for the both of us?
You don't need that n*gga, bae, I think you happy without him
I don't need another cup, but I'll get grumpy without it
I don't need another problem, but it's almost like it followed me around
It's almost like you gave a f*ck this time, but I'm too high to tell
It's almost like the drugs be takin' over, break me out this hell
It's almost way too much to talk about, so can I get your help? (Uh)

[Verse]
I'ma double-down, on some real sh*t, they allergic to it (They allergic to it)
I ain't feelin' well, all that clown sh*t, I'm allergic to it (Yeah)
I'm gon' pull up loud, I told that b*tch she gon' get used to it (Vroom)
I don't like a crowd, I'm rеally tryin' to get used to it
That b*tch fine as hеll, I'm writin' songs in my hotel about it (Uh)
It might be the drugs, but I'm in love if you don't tell nobody (Uh)
It might be the sun, but on my soul, I see my shadow running (Uh)
If you know what's wrong, then tell me now, now (Now)

[Refrain]
Can you tell me if I do too much?
Is it bad if I'm thinkin' for the both of us?
You don't need that n*gga, bae, I think you happy without him
I don't need another cup, but I'll get grumpy without it
[Chorus]
Can you tell me if I do too much?
Is it bad if I'm thinkin' for the both of us?
You don't need that n*gga, bae, I think you happy without him (Yeah)
I don't need another cup, but I'll get grumpy without it (Why?)
I don't need another problem, but it's almost like it followed me around (Around-round-round)
It's almost like you gave a f*ck this time, but I'm too high to tell (Tell, tell, tell)
It's almost like the drugs be takin' over, break me out this hell (Hell, hell, hell)
It's almost way too much to talk about, so can I get your help? (Wow, wow, wow)

[Outro]
Help, help, help (Can you tell me if I do too much?)
Can I get your help? (If I'm thinkin' for the both of us)
It's hell, hell, hell (You don't need that n*gga, bae, I think you happy without him)