[Intro 1: Soulja Boy]
Can Mr. Drako say, "Omni turn the fuck up?"

[Intro 2: Lucas Omni]
Hey
There's no love
Got big guns
Gonna bust ah
Gonna bust ya (Woah)

[Chorus: Lucas Omni]
I got way
Way too much
On me now
I'm on drugs
See it in my face
Yeah I'm on one
Way too much (Way)
Way too much

[Verse 1: Lucas Omni]
I'm drunk as fuck and I'm pulling up
Hoes ain't shit, yelling fuck love
Babe Ruth, hits man, I got tons
Pop me a perc', man, I'm on one
College girls wanna get drunk have fun
Party every night, go to bed with the sun
Bad little bitch and I can't get her off me
I beat her back while we watching Jumanji
Shopping with me that's not regular shopping
I treat the money like that shit mean nothing
Omni, you're one hell of a guy
I gеt the money, I'm pelican fly
N.Y, I'm in N.Y
Samе day flights, I'm in the sky (Draco)
Alright, you gonna die
Gonna bust ya'
[Chrous: Lucas Omni]
I got way
Way too much

[Verse 2: Tre$o]
Too much cash
Too Much Drugs
Yeah, I got way too many bitches, too much fun
Mobs think I'm boogie man, when I pop out, I make them run
I feel like static shock, 'cause if its static, leave your family stunned
Just walking 'round with your soul in my book bag
I always had the baddest bitch, but your's don't look bad
Jump off the porch and then I hit the road, and I ain't look back
Treso Steve Austin Stone Cold whipping cans of whoop ass

[Chrous: Lucas Omni]
Way too much

[Verse 3: Shinigami]
This that GX shit, little bitch, you know that I'm stunting (know that I'm stunting)
If you gonna send me a hard ass beat like this I'm gonna fuck it
I'm off the nitrous, I'm off the gas, I'm off the addy, fuck it
Feel like Sonic, catch these rings and I'm gonna run it up
I'm gon' fuck it up, fuck it up
You don't wanna go to war with me
I got soldiers, one phone call and they gonna be storming in
Don't be calling me your fucking brother, you is not kin to me (not kin to me)
It's so crazy when your fucking brothers turn into your enemies (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, enemies (yeah, huh)
Enemies
It's so crazy when your fucking brothers turn into your enemies (yeah, huh)
Yeah, Enemies (yeah, huh)
Enemies (yeah)
It's so crazy when your fucking brothers turn into your enemies
[Verse 4: Surf]
Yeah
Smoke too much (smoke)
Drink too much (drink)
New off white (yeah)
Look like I am Judas (yeah)
I been through pain too much
I'm with my gang too much
I stay the same too much
I never change too much (too much)
Its so crazy when your best friends become your foes
I put Burberry on my frames, Yves Saint Laurent on my clothes
I can't fall out of my flow, Going crazy all I know
Drive me crazy, You gon' die
Up this pole you better get low (yeah)
Watch me drive with no hands (hands)
Eat me up with no hands (hands)
You be broke got no bands (bands)
He did too much got no plans
He talk too much, He did too much
Thats why he ain't got no fans
My bitch so bad, She treat me good
Not leaving me for no man
No cap we get this guap
We mind our business, we get low
We smoke dope, We don't want problems
Up this pole if you want smoke
I live my life do what I want
I been to places you can't go
I smoke too much
I seen some things, I shouldn't of seen
I still can't show bye