Lyrics: Jordy Mukeza/Louis-Rae Beadle
Music: Jojo Mukeza/Daniel Miles
[Verse 1]
Look, send me the link so that we can link.
I got a main link, side link, sneaky link.
I got a one in North West that’s my freaky link.
I got a one in South West that’s my deeper link.
I got a one singer ting that’s my keeper link.
I zone out when she talks about featuring.
She hates seeing me in vids with girls featured in.
And so we shot a one vid that she featured in.
I got a local-ish ting and she’s big on discretion.
Knows I’m a dog but we all go to heaven.
Lately she been tryna use sex as a weapon but the b***h's so good it almost taught man a lesson.
I ain’t big at maths, there’s some things I can’t do but all my ones are the ones and I’m the one to them too.
They always come for me and I come for them too.
They’re probably onto me but I’m onto them too.
[Hook]
Ah it’s too much.
My one ting said she loves me. It’s too much.
In public she’s tryna hug me. It’s too much.
I can’t lie, the back’s lovely. It’s too much.
It’s getting long for a nigga, had to tell me ex “what you want from a nigga?”
Wa gwan killer, gun driller make your bum bum bigger (bam bam).
I love my b*****s, I need ‘em, I gotta have ‘em. After I hit ‘em I got ‘em saying “Babe can I roll with you?”
I love my b*****s, the ones that play their position. After I hit ‘em I got ‘em saying “Babe can I roll with you?”
Ah it’s too much.
My one ting said she loves me. It’s too much.
In public she’s tryna hug me. It’s too much.
I can’t lie, the back’s lovely. It’s too much.
[Verse 2]
She gets me on a deep one, sweet one, yard ting.
And I got a naij one sweet like plantain.
I got a one OT that’s my far ting. Fam it’s been so long that I’m gasping.
My day one one’s kicking up a fuss too, told me that I'm too shaky with the “Love you”.
I pulled her in close like “let me buss you, if I only **** once, I don’t trust you”.
I got women-dem coming left right and they all pretend nice asking what I slept like.
They wouldn’t be around if it weren’t for said hype and I know it’s dead wrong but I’m probably dead right.
I got a bouji ting only into beamers, my lil scammer tryna take me to the cleaners.
I know I should leave but she’s a demon, she gave me so much brain I’m a genius.
[Hook]
Ah it’s too much.
My one ting said she loves me. It’s too much.
In public she’s tryna hug me. It’s too much.
I can’t lie, the back’s lovely. It’s too much.
It’s getting long for a nigga, had to tell me ex “what you want from a nigga?”
Wa gwan killer, gun driller make your bum bum bigger (bam bam).
I love my b*****s, I need ‘em, I gotta have ‘em. After I hit ‘em I got ‘em saying “Babe can I roll with you?”
I love my b*****s, the ones that play their position. After I hit ‘em I got ‘em saying “Babe can I roll with you?”
Ah it’s too much.
My one ting said she loves me. It’s too much.
In public she’s tryna hug me. It’s too much.
I can’t lie, the back’s lovely. It’s too much.