Too Loud Lyrics by Lady XO
Yeah
Back Of The Cat I’m Smokin’ Thrax
Don’t Think About The Past No More
I’m Never Lookin’ Back It’s Wraps
Put Em In A Wood And Smoke It
Say He Got Gas But Mine The Dopest
If You Tweak Out Do You Bogus And
They Know This Up 200 Keep On Flippin’
Now You Golden Srt I’m Doin’ Donuts
B!tch I Drive It Like It’s Stolen Yeah
I’m Mobile What’s The Motive
Stayin’ In Or You Got Motion
You A B!tch Or You Gon’ Tote It
You Gon’ Seal The Deal Or Blow It
Middle Man Naw Call The Grower
Too Much Traffic Hit That Shoulder
Throw That Rock I’m Throwin’ Bouldrs
Missin’ Me But I’m A Loner
CEO B!tch I’m The Owner
I Could Do This Shit All Over
Gut That B!tch And Switch The Motor
Can’t Think Straight When I’m Sober
You Need Favors I’m A Smoker
Feinin’ For That He Bipolar
He Mad Cuz He Mediocre
Where I’m From Then You A Soldier
Think It’s Sweet I Gotta H*e Ya
It’s A Glocky In This Goyard Call
Me Mrs Take It Too Far
I’m Still Workin’ When I Play Hard
Be On Point If You On Radar
Came Up Can’t Hear What They Say Now
If He Tweakin’ Knock His Teeth Out
Oo It’s Hot We Bout To Leave Out
Let Me Know Soon As You In Route
Neighbors Hate Me This B!tch Too Loud
He Not Like Fixin’ His Mouth
Why You Do That Make It Go South
It’s A Reason Why I’m In Town
You Gon’ Make More Breakin’ It Down
Yeah Lemme Break This Shit Down
They Was Movin’ Funny I Just
Laughed And I Moved Around
Aanh, That’s Why They Don’t Like Me Now
I Kept This Shit Up They Tried Puttin’ Me Down
I Got True Jeans On How I’m Lyin’ B!tch You Foul For That
Gassed You Up The Whole Time Now
You Stupid How You Fall For That
Sorry Cuz I Passed Em Uh Uh Now
You Gotta Take It Back
How They Think We Opps But
I Don’t Ever See Em Where They At
Start A Fire If You Want Smoke
Should Of Asked Me What’s My Zodiac
Don’t Approach Me On No H*e Shit
I’ll Finesse You With A Onlyfans
Tryna Spit That Game At Me Okay So
You Must Be A Smarty Pants
You Gon’ Fall In Love And
I’ma Make You Have A Heart Attack
Labels Still Be Watchin’ Me Is You
Gon’t Spend A Bag Or Naw I’ma Push It
To The Limit The Gas Alone Cost You A Lot
I’m Just Gettin’ Started Why The Hell They
Thought I’d Ever Stop Told Me Bout The B!tch
Thought I Told You That B!tch Ben A Bop
Think You Bout To Do Some Better
Triple Back You Better Not
I Got All Them Bowls On
Deck Don’t Turn Me On I Get Em Off
This B!tch Loud As Fu*k Let’s Be
Discreet Can’t Do No Parking Lot
Fu*k I Look Like Sharing With His
A*s He Ain’t Gon’ Break It Off
He Act Like He Tough Hmm But
I Think I Can Make Him Talk
He Forgot He Fu*kin’ With A Boss
He Mad I’m Movin’ On
He Mad That I’m Gettin’ Guap
They Mad How I Never Stop
I Still Talk My Shit It Don’t Matter
If I’m Gettin’ Sleepy
