2Much

Verse 1

Comin out was not the easiest thing for me
Christian fate on both sides of my religious family
Sixteen, i was tired of hidin' wid a shut mouth
Not apart of the comformed world needed 2 dismount

A sinnful life the old generation called my lifestyle
I told them I was bi (1st) so they wouldnt act vain and hostile
A lesbian, is what I knew I was deep down inside
Not his, but always dreamed about being her bride

I was not that girl wid boyfriends wid girlfriends on the side either
Dated boys until I was sixteen, didnt have sex wid them neither
First girlfriend I had, all da boys tried to send they callin card
Laetta Brown, is for women and women only until i die hard

Seventeen I went straight stud, had girls by the flock
Lesbian proud, not in denial, no cock, but girl jock
I felt alive nothin to do wid takin or playin the "boy" role
Damn, I was in control of my life finally as a whole

Course 2xs

All my life I was told what to do, NO SINNIN'
No smokin', no sex, no kids, no lesbians
With all da restrictions there was no room or winnin'
Ima tell my "out" story, lemme start from the beginning


Verse 2

Senior year in high school I was still alone
A few of my kind.. my gayness I owned
Survivin' comin out in high school sure wasnt a breeze
People lookin but not sayin nothin kuz they not at ease

Niggas mad kuz im snatchin girls makin they tongues wag
Too Gucci, the woMAN before they invented the "swagg"
Me, Being from the bay couldnt give up on da gays
Sounds mean but straight people always been our prey

Lesbians been the strongest people I've known
King and or Queen of the world I sit on the throne
Lesbians smoke trees for the hardships we endure
Equality, peace, and love we need as the cure

See, I dont really care if this slap or not kuz its Too
Im a female, black, dyke, young and im cute (what?)
Richmond, California five one oh is my hometown roots
When I go I know I'm leavin in a custom white suit

Course 2xs

All my life I was told what to do, NO SINNIN'
No smokin', no sex, no kids, no lesbians
With all da restrictions there was no room or winnin'
Ima tell my "out" story, lemme start from the beginning

Verse 3

In college its a different ball game
its comin out everyday the gay game
You see less of you plus few support groups
scattered everywhere like chickens in a coop

So many people in hidin' its ridicious
Thought of fake lesbians make me sick
Cant play house, fake it, or be victoria's secret hun
Need a woman full time no adolescences, a bad down one

Always been true to life and what I stand for
Murkin' these punks on the text, 2up U keep score
Got the sugar in my tank, homophile I can b a faghag
I love the "kids", rainbow it is not the confederate flag

Nonchalant no more giving a damn bout my gay status
now I can progress keep listenin usin yo' auditory apparatus
I love cats cant help it I love pussys
Holla at me 1x ill take yo cookies

Course 2xs

All my life I was told what to do, NO SINNIN'
No smokin', no sex, no kids, no lesbians
With all da restrictions there was no room or winnin'
Ima tell my "out" story, lemme start from the beginning

Bitch call me out, nigga call me out
U cant call me out, yall cant call me out
Its too gucci bitch, its too gucci bitch
Promotin' my shit, promotin' my shit

Bitch call me out, nigga call me out
U cant call me out, yall cant call me out
Its too gucci bitch, its too gucci bitch
Promotin' my shit, promotin' my shit

Verse 1

U thought this bitch would back down
From the Rich right next to the Town
Like Yung Joc U kno its going down
Lik when yo' bucket brokedown U had a frown

Ignorant ass boy always tryna flex
When you cant lift 100 lbs pass yo chest
While U an provin attemptin ass nigga
Im a gettin it through & through nigga

Hold yo' breath nigga dont shake (oh, no)
Now the whole world no you fake (oh, no)
Dont brag on someone you whooped dat didnt fight back
Now "hoot" nigga who the CAT, who the CAT (Ha)

Dont hate on the Gucci just because you dont get coochie
A dike, Im hella gay aint nothin people can say
I been thru it all, I been thru it all
Too Gucci, Too Gucci na she cant fall


Bitch call me out, nigga call me out
U cant call me out, yall cant call me out
Its too gucci bitch, its too gucci bitch
Promotin' my shit, promotin' my shit

Bitch call me out, nigga call me out
U cant call me out, yall cant call me out
Its too gucci bitch, its too gucci bitch
Promotin' my shit, promotin' my shit


Verse 2

See I never needed a sidekick
Kuz you was always my sidekick (Ha!)
Confused and always on my dick quick
Bitches leave u den hop on my line quick

Hebitch im shinnin even in yo rags trick
Are you sucka or busta nigga you pick
And I dont take tricks from kids
But I know a lil skinny boy that did (shhhh)

U aint never been no hustla or had a muscle
Trendsettin for you has always been a struggle
Mak who? U not Mac Dre (rip), you'll never be a cutthroat
Cattie just like a bitch, stick 2 meatwad and "What Note??"

Got a team of niggas, got a team of bitches
And dont talk 2Much kuz snitches get stitches
Squarin up wid a girl and callin one for me aint go work
You can "bob n' weave" when I swang but dont jerk

Bitch call me out, nigga call me out
U cant call me out, yall cant call me out
Its too gucci bitch, its too gucci bitch
Promotin' my shit, promotin' my shit

Bitch call me out, nigga call me out
U cant call me out, yall cant call me out
Its too gucci bitch, its too gucci bitch
Promotin' my shit, promotin' my shit

Wrote & Performed By Too Gucci

I hustle err'day in my sea wolf hoodie
Blowin on dat green in my sea wolf hoodie
Giggin wit da bitches in my sea wolf hoodie (go, go)
Got stopped by da ropo popo in my sea wolf hoodie (uh, uh)

I hustle err'day in my sea wolf hoodie
Blowin on dat green in my sea wolf hoodie
Giggin wit da bitches in my sea wolf hoodie (go, go)
Got stopped by da ropo popo in my sea wolf hoodie (uh, uh)


This mornin woke up rolled up all my dubees
Generation blowin on Mary Jane, no mircoscopic tubies
White smoke in da air but not from the thrax
Grape scent send the junkies on me like Bod & AXE

Im tired of sellin' ounces, I needa hoe that strip
I wonda can I sell it fast like some cancer sticks
Kuz this change aint enough I got too many vices
I love to smoke weed, Damn keep dem jugg prices

SSU jacket, Nikes on, Da number one hustla
Shinnnin' on yall puttin muzzles on u bustas
She dont like me smokin but she said it dont matter
Kuz im fresh from head to toe, plus she know ima bad one

Jumped out my lexus, yea yo bitch lookin
My bitch passenger now yo bitch bookin'
Big clouds of smoke, made a whole nebula
xchange da 8 for a gram, my jugg betta

I hustle err'day in my sea wolf hoodie
Blowin on dat green in my sea wolf hoodie
Giggin wit da bitches in my sea wolf hoodie (go, go)
Got stopped by da ropo popo in my sea wolf hoodie (uh, uh)

I hustle err'day in my sea wolf hoodie
Blowin on dat green in my sea wolf hoodie
Giggin wit da bitches in my sea wolf hoodie (go, go)
Got stopped by da ropo popo in my sea wolf hoodie (uh, uh)


Wrote & Performed By Too Gucci