Too Many Different Hoes lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah

[Chorus]
Too many different bands, too many different hoes
Five hundred thousand a show, front top teeth, they gold (Yeah)
I'm hot, be that stove, already f*cked your ho (Bih', bih', bih')
f*ckin' yo ho got bolder, f*cking yo' ho 'cause a young n*gga trim
f*ckin' yo ho got bolder (Yeah), f*cking yo' ho 'cause a young n*gga trim
f*ckin' yo ho got bolder, f*ckin' yo ho got bolder, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
All of my diamonds, they polar, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Diamonds on me, they bigger than yours, yeah (Yeah)

[Verse]
All my diamonds hit like boulders (Boulder)
b*tch, tryn' f*ck with me, like, "No, sir" (No, sir)
Choppas, draco, on my shoulder (Grrah)
All these hoes know I can't hold yah (No, sir)
Went to the bank, a young n*gga load up
Bandana tied, it camo, my n*ggas soldiers (Soldiers)
Pull up in a Lamb chop 'cause I'm goated (Brr)
f*cked on that white b*tch, just for Emmett Till
I got beef like veal (Veal), water my neck, that still (Still)
If I crack that seal, P.O. gon' be on my deal
Wockhardt, Wockhardt, Wock, better than that pop
b*tch my little car bigger than your car (No bap)
Pull up Wraith with stars 'cause I am a star (Star)
Balenciaga on my drawers, Balenciaga on my balls (Yeah)
Yeah, .44 in my hand, I'm a handyman
Say my name three times in the mirror, Candy Man (Woah)
I just drunk a honey pack, say I'm Henny Man
Put a f*cking hundred racks in a fanny pack
.22 on my side, City Girl stay on my c*ck
You can't go to yo' hood, but I'm good on my block (16)
Mayday, mayday, stop (16), I just got me a lil' drop
You done put all that work in your whip, I beat you track hawk style
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Yeah)
Ooh, ooh (Yeah), ooh, ooh (Yeah)
Ooh, ooh (Yeah), ooh, ooh (Yeah)
Ooh, ooh (Yeah), ooh, ooh (Yeah)
Ooh, ooh (Yeah), ooh, ooh (Yeah)
Ooh, ooh (Yeah), ooh, ooh (Yeah)
I'm just on my f*ckin' mood, I just love my cranium
I just went number one, how the f*ck you say my fame is done
Ahh-uh, I'll settle
I got a b*tch that like Hermès, and I put her on a saddle
I told myself I would never fall in love with a rap ho
But I did, if you love me, b*tch, then tat me on your ribs
f*ck a meeting, baby girl, come eat my kids
I like Wockhardt, I can't get on red
I be runnin' through the mills like a track
n*ggas sleepin' on me, like Rick Owens bed
I wear Rick Owens shoes like they Keds
[Bridge]
Yeah (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh), yeah
Huh (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh), woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woah (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

[Chorus]
Too many different bands, too many different hoes
Five hundred thousand a show, front top teeth, they gold (Yeah)
I'm hot, be that stove, already f*cked your ho (Bih', bih', bih')
f*ckin' yo ho got bolder, f*cking yo' ho 'cause a young n*gga trim
f*ckin' yo ho got bolder (Yeah), f*cking yo' ho 'cause a young n*gga trim
f*ckin' yo ho got bolder, f*ckin' yo ho got bolder, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
All of my diamonds, they polar, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Diamonds on me, they bigger than yours, yeah

[Outro]
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