Not Too Many lyrics

[Intro: Flipp Dinero & Drake]
I'm feeling this music, bro
This sh*t crazy
Tay Keith, this too hard
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy (Uh)
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy

[Pre-Chorus]
I got a couple thousand on my neck (Ayy)
I got a couple thousand on my wrist (What?)
I was just caught up, all up in a jam (Ayy, ayy)
I was just really tryin’ to make it flip
This sh*t like dope, I get it on demand (Ayy, ayy)
I'm on the grind and n*ggas can't say sh*t (Gang, gang)
I got this sh*t, it’s all up on demand (Gang, gang)
I was just broke and now I make it flip (Gang, gang, gang, gang)

[Chorus]
Not too many n*ggas made for this sh*t (Ayy)
Not too many n*ggas made for this sh*t (What?)
Not too many n*ggas made for this sh*t (What? Ayy)
Not too many n*ggas made for this sh*t (Ayy, what?)
Not too many n*ggas made for this sh*t (What? Ayy)
Not too many n*ggas made for this sh*t (Ayy, what?)
Not too many n*ggas made for this sh*t (What? Ayy)
Not too many n*ggas made for this sh*t (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
[Verse 1]
All the distraction like look what it do for you (Ayy)
People get lit and then people get comfortable (Ayy, ayy)
I'm from the streets, gotta hold guns and move (Yeah)
Stay out the way but this sh*t was still comfortable
sh*t this is crazy, I copped me a coupe (What?)
17 bands with the gang on the move (Yeah)
Police have found a lil' dope in my shoe
Know how I rock 'cause they know what I do (Yeah, yeah)
n*ggas they flip with you, you know you're next (Yeah)
How you go platinum but still totin' straps? (Ayy)
I cannot sleep but they tell me to rest (What?)
I'm with the guala, nothin' but best (What?)
I am not comfortable, sh*t was too comfortable (Gang, gang)
Livin’ this life, know what I want to do (Gang, gang)
Smokin’ lil' THC, over what others do (Ayy)
I got my homies that’s Blood that might come for you (Ayy)

[Pre-Chorus]
I got a couple thousand on my neck (What?)
I got a couple thousand on my wrist (Ayy, ayy)
I was just caught up, all up in a jam (Brrr)
I was just really tryin' to make it flip (Yeah, ayy, ayy)
This sh*t like dope, I get it on demand (Gang, gang)
I'm on the grind and n*ggas can't say sh*t (Gang, gang)
I got this sh*t, it’s all up on demand (Gang, gang)
I was just broke and now I make it flip (Ayy)
[Chorus]
Not too many n*ggas made for this sh*t (What?)
Not too many n*ggas made for this sh*t (What? Ayy)
Not too many n*ggas made for this sh*t (Ayy, what?)
Not too many n*ggas made for this sh*t (What? Ayy)
Not too many n*ggas made for this sh*t (Ayy, what?)
Not too many n*ggas made for this sh*t (What? Gang)
Not too many n*ggas made for this sh*t (Gang, gang)
Not too many n*ggas made for this sh*t (Gang, gang)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I'm a trapper (What?) all of my brothers are clappers
If you gon' send me the factor n*ggas done mention you after (What? What?)
I'm blowin' smoke with the laughter (Ayy), n*ggas just left now I'm after (Skrrt, skrrt)
My diamonds is like a disaster (What?), my family all of them after (What? Yeah, yeah)
How you get money you say you get money but never take care of you mans? (Gang, gang, uh)
Free up my brother (Hol' up), that lil' n*gga crazy, I just got him up out the jam (Yeah, yeah, uh)
All of my n*ggas be wildin', these n*ggas is savage you don't understand (Gang, gang, gang, gang, uh)
n*ggas is crazy, we bangin' this guala sh*t all the way up 'til the end (Uh)

[Pre-Chorus]
I got a couple thousand on my neck (Ayy)
I got a couple thousand on my wrist (What?)
I was just caught all up in a jam (Ayy, ayy)
I was just really tryin' to make it flip
This sh*t like dope, I get it on demand (Ayy, ayy)
I'm on the grind and n*ggas can't say sh*t (Gang, gang)
I got this sh*t, it's all up on demand (Gang, gang)
I was just broke and now I make it flip (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
[Chorus]
Not too many n*ggas made for this sh*t (Ayy)
Not too many n*ggas made for this sh*t (What?)
Not too many n*ggas made for this sh*t (What? Ayy)
Not too many n*ggas made for this sh*t (Ayy, what?)
Not too many n*ggas made for this sh*t (What? Ayy)
Not too many n*ggas made for this sh*t (Ayy, what?)
Not too many n*ggas made for this sh*t (What? Ayy)
Not too many n*ggas made for this sh*t (Gang, gang, gang, gang)

[Outro: Flip Dinero & Drake]
Tay Keith, this too hard
Not too many n*ggas made for this sh*t
Not too many n*ggas made for this sh*t
Not too many n*ggas made for this sh*t