[Intro: JP Armani]
Global Gang
They say we be doing too much (x3)
[Hook: JP Armani]
GME/EBE, they say we be doing too much
My squad, we counting these bands too much
All this money, but I don't think I had too much
These niggas bitches, they say we fuck too much
But I don't really say too much, I don't really say too much
I don't really say too much, I don't really say too much
All about bands, cause I ain't ever had too much
But I don't really say too much, I don't really say too much
[Verse 1: Pistol]
I don't really say too much, the money and pot don't fuss
Nigga ain't gotta move a muscle
Them Roe-Block shooters gon rush you
My niggas on the block, you was tryna hide in the cut
Nigga act foul, get touched
Carl going crazy in the clutch
Gucci shoes stomping on the Jaguar pedal
You ain't like us, we're a whole 'nother level
Going too much, got salt on the bezel
4 hoes, 1 time, and on the schedule
Only mothafucka with a iron in the club
I ain't gotta stand in no line in the club
Small going crazy, throwing signs in the club
GME/EBE shit, 3 much
[Hook: JP Armani]
GME/EBE, they say we be doing too much
My squad, we counting these bands too much
All this money, but I don't think I had too much
These niggas bitches, they say we fuck too much
But I don't really say too much, I don't really say too much
I don't really say too much, I don't really say too much
All about bands, cause I ain't ever had too much
But I don't really say too much, I don't really say too much
[Verse 2: Murda]
For the money I murda, GME/EBE, we be in these streets
Better keep your burner, when I write 'bout beef, we leave your ass 6 feet
30 hanging out my jeans, I see dough in my dreams, leaving the murder scene
I wish it was just a dream, riding 'round with the chopper, tryna lay off steam
And them clips, magazine, sponsored by red bull, my shootas give a nigga wings
You get clapped by any means, have a nigga slumped over, like
Going up the lane
We be doing too much, we be shooting too much
Die L's to the opps, they be loosing too much, they be snoozing too much
[Hook: JP Armani]
GME/EBE, they say we be doing too much
My squad, we counting these bands too much
All this money, but I don't think I had too much
These niggas bitches, they say we fuck too much
But I don't really say too much, I don't really say too much
I don't really say too much, I don't really say too much
All about bands, cause I ain't ever had too much
But I don't really say too much, I don't really say too much
[Verse 3: JP Armani]
Been counting these bands too much, now thumbs got cuts
Fucking bitches and they friends too much, now they friends want some
Niggas merching on they mans too much, but they won't turn up
Love all my bros, RIP Roe, and 3 much. (L'A)
These niggas out here ain't getting too much, cause these niggas out here ain't seen too much
Niggas turn into bitches when they hear too much, been on the same block since I've been 2 months
Hanging with the same niggas since momma told me stop
Toting guns ho, 30 guns in the mop
Fucking with the gang, you 'gon need a fucking mob. (x2)
[Hook: JP Armani]
GME/EBE, they say we be doing too much
My squad, we counting these bands too much
All this money, but I don't think I had too much
These niggas bitches, they say we fuck too much
But I don't really say too much, I don't really say too much
I don't really say too much, I don't really say too much
All about bands, cause I ain't ever had too much
But I don't really say too much, I don't really say too much
[Verse 4: Allo]
They say I'm too much, I be flexing too much, GME/EBE, nobody
Better than us
I got shooters in the cut and they'll wet you up
I ain't lying, bodies drop, and nigga we don't give a fuck
There's another man down, on my side, pick him up
Hell yeah I'm counting hundreds, but it's really not enough
So until I get right, I'm making niggas get up
Getting money is a must, throwing motion is a must
And if you got a problem, we don't get the issue
Ain't no coming back once them choppers hit you
I'm too much for these niggas and I'm too much for these bitches
On my grind, won't stop, yeah I'm on mine with the rich niggas
Hating on the squad, need to get they bands up
Ain't worried about shit, know we keep these gats up
So if you really want war, you ain't really saying us
GMEBE, niggas know how we come
[Hook: JP Armani]
GME/EBE, they say we be doing too much
My squad, we counting these bands too much
All this money, but I don't think I had too much
These niggas bitches, they say we fuck too much
But I don't really say too much, I don't really say too much
I don't really say too much, I don't really say too much
All about bands, cause I ain't ever had too much
But I don't really say too much, I don't really say too much
[Verse 5: Lil Chief Dinero]
These hoes say I do too much, where two too much
Me and yo squad, y'all shoot too much
Spending all this money, I blew too much
'Bout to get it back in the trap, too much
Rest in peace bro, rest in peace 3 much
That's L'A and the K 'gon spray, sneak dissing on bro, respect 3 much
Niggas know I'm skull gang
Fuck a biddy even though her hoe named
Get changed one time, know you heard a change
Ballin' hard with the gang off cocaine
Catch a opp, I'ma blow like propane
If a nigga want smoke, just speak on it
We gon' slide on yo block with peace on it
Put his brains on the ground, lemme sleep on it
[Hook: JP Armani]
GME/EBE, they say we be doing too much
My squad, we counting these bands too much
All this money, but I don't think I had too much
These niggas bitches, they say we fuck too much
But I don't really say too much, I don't really say too much
I don't really say too much, I don't really say too much
All about bands, cause I ain't ever had too much
But I don't really say too much, I don't really say too much
[Verse 6: Chief Kiddo]
I have money on my mind, now I got it on my jeans, Robin jeans with them wings
Put the money on my team, gotta win, the fuck you mean, my shooters so mean
Got cat in the cut, fuck nigga get up, a headshot ain't enough
These niggas got guts, tryna war with us, they tryna fuck with us
These niggas they fake, they be flocking too much, niggas dying too much
Bitches lying to much, she ain't tryna Glo up, can't put no time into her
These niggas they snake, gotta keep the grass cut, so I keep my eyes up
Number nine with the nine, tryna ride number nine hit a nigga nine times
