Over It (Sped Up)

[Verse 1] Am I really that much to handle? Breakin' these niggas down like enamel (Oh) Yet I'm ready to blow you out like a candle Can I really just blow you out like a candle? You a man, you say you the man (Oh) You say you 'bout it, you say you got it planned (Oh) I really wasn't tryna listen You say I ain't got no discipline (Oh) And that there why I wasn't listenin' (Oh) [Verse 2] But I need a nigga who can handle me (Oh) I want a, a nigga who can handle me, oh Nigga keep your hands off me You wanna stay with me But nigga, you just a fan of me (Fan of me) Cuff your bitch, nigga Nigga, cuff your bitch Caught you slippin' and a nigga hit a lick on you Are you really tellin' me that... I could break you down like a gym, sweat [Verse 3] Fuck it and catch me at V-Live I'll be sippin' D'USSE 'til I diz-ie Actin' like he care, he just don't driz-ive I be tryna numb the pain, I be so hiz-igh (Oh) Fuck it, you can catch me in the Hills (Oh) Watch me close 'cause I'll be poppin' pills (Oh, oh) All I ask for you to keep it trill (Oh) All I ask for you to keep it real, real, real, real, real [Outro] Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Real, real, trill, keep one hunnid, oh no Not too much emotion, no, no You know I been fucked up, yeah, yeah I should keep it trill, trill for me I should keep it real, real, one hunnid