Summer Walker - Over It

[Verse 1]
Am I really that much to handle?
Breakin' these niggas down like enamel (Oh)
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 (Oh)
You say you 'bout it, you say you got it planned (Oh)
I really wasn't tryna listen
You say I ain't got no discipline (Oh)
And that there why I wasn't listenin' (Oh)

[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 (Fan of me)
Cuff your bitch, nigga
Nigga, cuff your bitch
Caught you slippin' and a nigga hit a lick on you
Are 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
I be tryna numb the pain, I be so hiz-igh (Oh)
Fuck it, you can catch me in the Hills (Oh)
Watch me close 'cause I'll be poppin' pills (Oh, oh)
All I ask for you to keep it trill (Oh)
All I ask for you to keep it real, real, real, real, real

[Outro]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Real, real, trill, keep one hunnid, oh no
Not too much emotion, no, no
You know I been fucked up, yeah, yeah
I should keep it trill, trill for me
I should keep it real, real, one hunnid