Never Too Much - Gucci Mane

Yeah

Listen to this track, bitch!

Brrr!

Yeah, ah-yeah boy

Yeah, ah-yeah boy

Listen to this track, bitch!

Ah-yeah boy

I can’t stop, I won’t stop, I keep getting money

Never too much, never too much money

I woke up ballin', and I went to sleep stuntin'

Never too much, never too much money

I can’t stop, I won’t stop, I keep getting money

Never too much, never too much money

I woke up ballin', and I went to sleep stuntin'

Never too much, never too much money

Hundreds, small-face, big-face, hundreds

Not a ball player but got baseball money

Grand slam, home run, Gucci Mane coming

Drumma Boy on the track, too much money

Never too much, never too much money

G4, Gucci Mane traveling cross-country

Never too much, never too much ice

You’ll never see another watch like this in your life

And it’s never too much, never too many whips

With the Britney Spears guts and the Fantasia lips

Offset Asanti’s with the Fantasia lips

Dually truck, shawty, with Alicia Keys hips

I can’t stop, I won’t stop, I keep getting money

Never too much, never too much money

I woke up ballin', and I went to sleep stuntin'

Never too much, never too much money

I can’t stop, I won’t stop, I keep getting money

Never too much, never too much money

I woke up ballin', and I went to sleep stuntin'

Never too much, never too much money

Hah! I make it rain on Rihanna

Rain so much she had to get an umbrella

Need a Beyonce to drank what I drank

If you freaky like Lil Kim, then you think like I think

Hah! Do you see what I see?

Tell BET Rocsi need to get mean

Swagger through the club looking just like money

My little boy one, but his shoes 400

With tax, better yet, 450

Gucci all red, so he’s shittin' on the infants

He shittin' on the infants, Gucci all red, man, these shoes 450

I can’t stop, I won’t stop, I keep getting money

Never too much, never too much money

I woke up ballin', and I went to sleep stuntin'

Never too much, never too much money

I can’t stop, I won’t stop, I keep getting money

Never too much, never too much money

I woke up ballin', and I went to sleep stuntin'

Never too much, never too much money

Gucci!

I’m ballin' like the Mavericks with all this money

40, 000 — all hundreds — made it last Saturday

Made it rain on a Hawks player last Monday

Dropped 40 points, sold him like it wasn’t nothing

Indiana Pacers, Marquis Daniels

Did a feature with me, gave me 40, 000 cash man

Man… man, I feel like Strahan

Just won the Super Bowl, trap going mayhem

Never too much, Gucci gonna show up

Drumma Boy and Gucci Mane, shawty fit’na blow up

I mean shawty fit’na to blow me down

40 goons with me. Why they here? Just to hold me down

I can’t stop, I won’t stop, I keep getting money

Never too much, never too much money

I woke up ballin', and I went to sleep stuntin'

Never too much, never too much money

I can’t stop, I won’t stop, I keep getting money

Never too much, never too much money

I woke up ballin', and I went to sleep stuntin'

Never too much, never too much money

Listen to this track, bitch!

Huh, ah-yeah, boy, ah-yeah

Ah-yeah, boy, ah-yeah

Ah-yeah