Doing Too Much

[Intro]

DTB Beatshop

Yeah, ayy

Finnam, finnam

DTB is a fucking check

Ayy (Yeah, let's go)

Hehe (It's a check), mm, ayy

[Verse 1: Guapdad 4000]

She ask why the Rolls Royce swervin'

Fucked in the backseat and nutted on the curtains

Bitcoin Batman, I trade with the Persians

Prada runners bloody like I'm playin' with a virgin, huh

Nigga, I'm not trippin' off no bitch

Talkin' to HBO 'bout shows I'm tryna pitch

I don't give a fuck 'bout your accomplishments, nerd

You SoundCloud's trash and your fits worse, ayy

Covered in designer, you a ball of corn

The only thing I fear is a crown of thorns

But I can't stop sinning, what I do to these women

They need to hang a nigga picture in the hall of porn

I don't got no feelings if you mad that the bands ain't peeling

Being broke make you sad, go change that feeling (Ayy)

I was trapping through a breakup, my heart was healing

I couldn't have an account, so I started stealing

[Chorus: Guapdad 4000 & Slimmy B]

Shout out to my old thing, I know she hate me

Shout out to my new thing, she goin' crazy

Settin' all the trends people taking

I might crash tonight, I'm not breaking

I'm not sober so my

Mind's not in a good place

I'm doin' too much, I'm doin' too much

I'm doin' too much, I'm doin' too much (Woah)

[Verse 2: Slimmy B]

Come and throw that ass, throw that booty

LV, my bitch slid for all this Louis

In the Prada store, I'm wearing Gucci

Got a hundred in the choppa, shoot a movie

Your best friend a rat and you a goofy

I'ma knock your bitch if she choosy

And I bet she eat this dick just like sushi

Hit it from the back, I make her wet, I make her juicy

If it's me and Guapdad then it's 'bout a bag

All these blues in my pocket got these niggas mad

I be talking money, I be talking cash

I'm Mike Tyson with this Glock, I ain't throwing jabs

Hell no, we don't finesse, we finnam shit

Heard niggas say I changed when them bands hit

Stop tryna cuff that thot, let your mans hit

Young rich nigga and my ex can't stand it, bitch

[Chorus: Guapdad 4000]

Shout out to my old thing, I know she hate me

Shout out to my new thing, she goin' crazy

Settin' all the trends people taking

I might crash tonight, I'm not breaking

I'm not sober so my

Mind's not in a good place

I'm doin' too much, I'm doin' too much

I'm doin' too much, I'm doin' too much

[Bridge: Slimmy B]

If it's me and Guapdad then it's 'bout a bag

[Verse 3: Guapdad 4000]

Shout out to my old girl, I know she hate me

And my new one going crazy

Settin' all the trends people taking

I might crash tonight (Hey, I'm really rich)

They say I be doin' too much, yeah

I'm not boring, sorry, I'm not regular

I think I be doing too much, yeah

Off that 'gnac, this ain't gin, ayy

Baby, what's your pin? Ayy

Shout out to my old bitch, man, I bet she sick

Put the P in pneumonia, yeah, I'm silent but I hit

She would probably kill a bitch for this lil' dicky-dick

Yeah, she left me for that white boy, she on Lil Dicky dick

I was doin' too much, yeah

I'm not boring, sorry, I'm not regular

I think I be doin' too much, yeah

Off that 'gnac, this ain't gin

Hold on, baby, what's your pin?