Over It (Pandora Live) Summer Walker

[Verse 1]
Am I really that much to handle?
Breakin' these niggas 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 nigga who can handle me, oh
I want a, 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, nigga, cuff your bitch
Caught you slippin' and a nigga 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