Summer Walker
Over It (Pandora Live Sounds of Soul)
[Verse 1]
Am I really that much to handle?
Breakin' these n***as down like enamel
Yet I'm ready to blow you out like a candle
Can I really just blow you out like a candle?
You a man, you say you the man
You say you 'bout it, you say you got it planned
I really wasn't tryna listen
You say I ain't got no discipline (Oh-oh)
And that there why I wasn't listenin'
[Verse 2]
But I need a n***a who can handle me, oh
I want a, a n***a who can handle me, oh
N***a keep your hands off me
You wanna stay with me
But n***a, you just a fan of me
Cuff your bitch, n***a
N***a, n***a, cuff your bitch
Caught you slippin' and a n***a hit a lick on you
Is you really tellin' me that?
I could break you down like a gym, sweat
[Verse 3]
Fuck it and catch me at V-Live
I'll be sippin' D'USSE 'til I diz-ie
Actin' like he care, he just don't driz-ive
And I be tryna numb the pain, I be so (Oh)
Fuck it, you can catch me in the Hills (Oh)
Watch me close 'cause I'll be poppin' (Oh, oh)
All I ask for you to keep it real (Oh)
All I ask for you to keep it trill, trill, trill, chill, trill
[Outro]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Real, real, trill, keep one hunnid, oh, no
Not too much emotion, yeah, yeah
You know I been fucked up, yeah, yeah