"Ain't Too Many" lyrics
(Why y'all mad? 'Cause y'all ain't got no motion, why y'all mad? Y'all ain't got no motion)
(Armani)
(Funk or Die)
Ayy, it's Philthy, ho
Uh-huh, look
Drunk in AZ, ten bottles, table three at Plush
Ain't too many solid niggas left that I can really trust
Ain't too many bad bitches 'round here that I ain't already fuck
Ain't too many Rolexes, nigga, that I ain't already bust
Ain't too many foreigns that I haven't drove
I been havin' hoes and havin' 'bows
I been havin' highs and havin' lows
Seminary and Foothill in front that liquor store
Ayy, pull up on me if you tryna shop
Ayy, pull up on me, I'm probably at the top
Ayy, what you need, a lil' or a lot?
Ayy, what you need, a P or a block?
This rap shit slow, so I'm back trappin'
That bitch fagged off, so she backtrackin'
You gon' fall off, keep spendin' more than you stackin'
I had to get up off my ass, nigga, and make it happen
Have heart, have money
How you gon' funk when you broke? You a crash dummy
I lost it all on the dice, they took my last from me
This was all in the same night, the bitch fagged on me (Look, it's Philthy)
Drunk in AZ, ten bottles, table three at Plush
Ain't too many solid niggas left that I can really trust
Ain't too many bad bitches 'round here that I ain't already fuck
Ain't too many Rolexes, nigga, that I ain't already bust
Ain't too many foreigns that I haven't drove
I been havin' hoes and havin' 'bows
I been havin' highs and havin' lows
Seminary and Foothill in front that liquor store
If I ain't the middle, then I'm at the top
Naw, I don't play the middle with the opps
I'm the shot caller, so I call the shots
I ain't ran from nothin', but I run the block
Ayy, bitch, get your facts straight
My bitch trappin' in and out of state
Ten thousand off her last day
Trick browsin' on her back page
Bitch, you nigga don't know how money feel
This a big-face hundred bill
I done ran through twenty mil'
He ain't ran up twenty still (Look, it's Philthy)
Drunk in AZ, ten bottles, table three at Plush
Ain't too many solid niggas left that I can really trust
Ain't too many bad bitches 'round here that I ain't already fuck
Ain't too many Rolexes, nigga, that I ain't already bust
Ain't too many foreigns that I haven't drove
I been havin' hoes and havin' 'bows
I been havin' highs and havin' lows
Seminary and Foothill in front that liquor store
(Armani)
(Funk or Die)
Ayy, it's Philthy, ho
Uh-huh, look
Drunk in AZ, ten bottles, table three at Plush
Ain't too many solid niggas left that I can really trust
Ain't too many bad bitches 'round here that I ain't already fuck
Ain't too many Rolexes, nigga, that I ain't already bust
Ain't too many foreigns that I haven't drove
I been havin' hoes and havin' 'bows
I been havin' highs and havin' lows
Seminary and Foothill in front that liquor store
Ayy, pull up on me if you tryna shop
Ayy, pull up on me, I'm probably at the top
Ayy, what you need, a lil' or a lot?
Ayy, what you need, a P or a block?
This rap shit slow, so I'm back trappin'
That bitch fagged off, so she backtrackin'
You gon' fall off, keep spendin' more than you stackin'
I had to get up off my ass, nigga, and make it happen
Have heart, have money
How you gon' funk when you broke? You a crash dummy
I lost it all on the dice, they took my last from me
This was all in the same night, the bitch fagged on me (Look, it's Philthy)
Drunk in AZ, ten bottles, table three at Plush
Ain't too many solid niggas left that I can really trust
Ain't too many bad bitches 'round here that I ain't already fuck
Ain't too many Rolexes, nigga, that I ain't already bust
Ain't too many foreigns that I haven't drove
I been havin' hoes and havin' 'bows
I been havin' highs and havin' lows
Seminary and Foothill in front that liquor store
If I ain't the middle, then I'm at the top
Naw, I don't play the middle with the opps
I'm the shot caller, so I call the shots
I ain't ran from nothin', but I run the block
Ayy, bitch, get your facts straight
My bitch trappin' in and out of state
Ten thousand off her last day
Trick browsin' on her back page
Bitch, you nigga don't know how money feel
This a big-face hundred bill
I done ran through twenty mil'
He ain't ran up twenty still (Look, it's Philthy)
Drunk in AZ, ten bottles, table three at Plush
Ain't too many solid niggas left that I can really trust
Ain't too many bad bitches 'round here that I ain't already fuck
Ain't too many Rolexes, nigga, that I ain't already bust
Ain't too many foreigns that I haven't drove
I been havin' hoes and havin' 'bows
I been havin' highs and havin' lows
Seminary and Foothill in front that liquor store
