Over It - Summer Walker

Am I really that much to handle?

Breakin' these niggas down like an anvil

You know, really just 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 a plan

I really was tryna listen

You say I ain’t got no discipline

And that there why I wasn’t listenin'

But I need a nigga who can handle me

Uh, I want that, a nigga who can handle me

Oh, nigga, keep your hands off me

You wanna stay with me, but, nigga, you just a fan of me

Cuff your bitch, nigga

Nigga, cuff your bitch

Caught you slippin' in it, nigga

Hit a lick on you

Really tellin' me that

I could break you down like a gym sweat

Buggin' and catch me, I be like

I’ll be sippin' D’ussé, it’s what I desire

I be like a cage, yeah, don’r reside

I be tryin' another things

I be so excite

(Oh) Fuck it, you can catch me in them heels

(Oh) Watch me throw shit, I be poppin' pills

(Oh) All I ask, for you to keep it trill

(Oh) All I ask, for you to keep it real, real, real

Real, real

Uh na na uh uh

Real, real, trill, one hunnid, uh

Not too much emotion, no, no

You know I’ve been fucked up, yeah, yeah

Ask you to keep it trill for me

Ask you to keep it real for me