Way Too Much - Bobby Feeno, Marlon Craft

Hey, yeah

Hey, yeah

Bobby

Yeah

Yeah big boats on ho seas

Got new freeze drip by the neck like two keys

On a new team old G from QD in Uptown

Splittin' greens with blue cheese

New heat flow too sweet

Got new seas that shit real

Got new fees

Got old dogs in both cars

You frauds is so soft gettin' broke off

Gotta phone call 'bout a clause and a contract

Feelin' real Suge Knight, betta watch that nigga

Imma risk it all boutta drop that nigga

Boutta get snuck thinkin' that I’m not that nigga

Imma ghost feelin' kinda crazed

With nine-inch blades up in front of y’all throats

Every one of y’all jokes kinda hit timid

I don’t feel high on none of y’all dope

None of y’all dope

I ain’t feelin' nothin' y’all wrote

Quot me: «Nothin' y’all wrote»

«None of y’all wrot»

I don’t see what none of y’all see

Ain’t impressed with, none of y’all GOATs