Too Much / Roll Up lyrics

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[Intro]
It’s Joey Boof man, lets get it baby cmon
(Ayy, what)
(Ayy, what)
(Ayy, what)
(Ayy, what)
(Ayy, ooo)

[Chorus]
Smoking and drinking and such (I'm puffing I'm sipping I'm puffing I'm sipping)
You know I just don't give a f*ck
Ooo
Tell broski to roll up a Dutch ( stuff it )
You know we be smoking too much (inhale exhale)
Ooo
Damn
What
You know we be smoking too much ( inhale exhale)
Ooo damn
What
Damn
What

[Bridge]
When we roll up
Tell my hittas roll up
We be smoking Doja
Put me in a coma
Put me in a coma

[Verse 1]
Fly like a hawk not no Dominique tho
I go hard in the paint like I'm oladipo
Yuh
You know that I ball like my name was drose
Ooo
All my hittas shoot like they at the freethrow
Ayy
Ooo
Smoking fat woods, like burritos
Yeah you know I need that green like I'm Cee Lo
Keep it Lowkey, gotta keep low
I'm gon' blow up, like some C4
12 riding around looking for some victims
b*tch I got that ganja all up in my system
Bars too cold b*tch I got the symptoms
773 that's the f*cking kingdom
Young fellow with a fresh cut like a wound
Hey
You know I get higher than a witch On a broom
Hey
I ain't Shawn Kemp but my 40 go boom
Hey
f*cking with my gang and you know you gon' be doomed
Ayy
Damn
I'm just flodgin
I'm not with that violence
But pull up on my homies and you know that it's a problem
I just smoke that dope and I get higher than a pilot
Hotboxing the whip and I just hope that 12 ain't watching
Smoking on that purp so you can call me magic Johnson
And I'm so damn fly that I feel like I'm in a c*ckpit
Yeah I got the key to success just like a locksmith (Ayy Ooo)

[Chorus]
Smoking and drinking and such (I'm puffing I'm sipping I'm puffing I'm sipping)
You know I just don't give a f*ck
Ooo
Tell broski to roll up a Dutch (Stuff it)
You know we be smoking too much (Inhale exhale)
Ooo
Damn
What
You know we be smoking too much (Inhale exhale)
Ooo damn
What
Damn
What

[Bridge]
When we roll up
Tell my hittas roll up
We be smoking Doja
Put me in a coma
Put me in a coma

[Verse 2]
f*ck 12 all those b*tches do is oink
I just got too zooted and I'm smoking on a joint
So I pass that sh*t like Nash 'cause you know I run the point
You know mama ain't too proud all I do is disappoint (Sorry mama)
You pus*y's ain't got that real clout
Smoking that cookie that girl-scout
Blunts and woods 'til I wear out
We got that dope so don't worry bout
I'm busting I'm busting I'm lit
I'm boofing I'm boofing I'm boofing with clique
Don't touch my gang b*tch you can get hit
We way too wild when we off the liq
Magical bars but I don't do tricks
Ooo
I split a swisher like a Twix
I'm fresh from my head to my kicks
Fiend for the bud man I need a fix
I be balling like the Knicks
Spitting that Heat like Bron with the 6
Ooo
I don't got sh*t on my wrist yet
That's just because I ain't rich yet
When I get big I'll get big checks
Don't sleep on me b*tch I'm up next

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