(Chorus)
Never too much (uh), never too much (yeah, uh)
Never too much (yeah, uh), never too much (uh)
Never too much (what? Uh), never too much (what? Uh)
Never too much (what? Uh), never too much (what? Bih)
I got some racks, yeah, yeah (what?)
I got some bags, yeah (racks)
I got some racks, yeah (racks)
I got some bags, yeah (bags, yeah)
Yeah, never too much (what?), uh, yeah, never too much (yeah)
Uh, yeah, never too much (what?), uh, yeah, never too much (what? Yeah)
Uh, yeah, she suckin' my dick (what?), uh, uh, she eat it for lunch (what? Uh)
Uh, yeah, I hit it from the back (what?), uh, yeah, I'm beatin' it up (yeah, slatt)
Uh, yeah, I'm beatin' it up (what?), uh, yeah, I'm beatin' it up (what? Yeah)
I'm in love with them drugs (drugs), uh, yeah, I'm kissin' the cup (what?)
She in love with a thug (what?), yeah, I don't give no fuck (what?)
I won't stress 'bout a bitch (what?), that's not my slut (slatt)
These n***as beefin' over hoes (what? what?), so I keep it up (what?)
Even when I'm at my fuckin' show (bop-bop-bop), I keep one tucked (yeah)
Rockstar made

(Verse 1 - Boogie)
Killing n***as just for fun
Put a n***a on a t-shirt if he (Inaudible)
I was smoking packs since 1908
I ain't even run from no shit
N***a I'm on yo beats and I'm so quick
Put him on another t-shirt
I'mma have to wipe that n***a, no Poorschmurt
I'mma have to kill him in his sleep
Put all this money on my god damn feet
N***as wanna be like me
N***a so broke, can't afford no teeth
I'mma have to shoot him in the head
He don't want no smoke, I shot him instead
(Chorus)
(What?)
Never too much (uh), never too much (yeah, uh)
Never too much (yeah, uh), never too much (uh)
Never too much (what? Uh), never too much (what? Uh)
Never too much (what? Uh), never too much (what? Bih)
I got some racks, yeah, yeah (what?)
I got some bags, yeah (racks)
I got some racks, yeah (racks)
I got some bags, yeah (bags, yeah)
Yeah, never too much (what?), uh, yeah, never too much (yeah)
Uh, yeah, never too much (what?), uh, yeah, never too much (what? Yeah)