Too Much

***Too Much*** is the second single from Nash Yamin's fifth studio album, "Get This Vibe". It features the American rapper Cardi B. It was released alongside "Nobody" on August 26, 2019.

## Lyrics

*[Nash Yamin:]*

(Baby, we too much, much to handle)

(Understand it when we turn it up)

(Too much, much to handle)

(Yeah, we're just too much)

Come on

Steppin' out the door, they already know we somethin' like, oh yeah

Push up on the scene like we read about a magazine like, oh yeah

So fly from head to toe

Keep yours, we got our own

Can't tell us nothin', no

Do what we want like, oh yeah

Cause we always get it (Poppin', poppin')

That's that reason why they (Talkin', talkin')

You say we killin' it? (Stop it)

Stop it

The beat gets hot, drop it!

Baby, we too much, much to handle

Understand it when we turn it up

Too much, much to handle

Yeah, we're just too much

Baby, we too much, much to handle

Understand it yeah, we can't be touched

Too much, much to handle

Yeah, we're just too much

You don't get it

You don't get it, babe

You ain't ever gonna get it, babe

In just a minute you will get it, babe

You ain't never gonna get it, babe

No, we ain't got no shame

Going against the grain like, oh yeah

Don't be surprised when you see us touch the sky like, oh yeah

Work hard for what we got

Think we're difficult, we're not

Now the underdog's on top and we ain't gonna stop like, oh yeah

Cause we always get it (Poppin', poppin')

That's that reason why they (Talkin', talkin')

You say we killin' it? (Stop it)

Stop it

The beat gets hot, drop it!

Baby, we too much, much to handle

Understand it when we turn it up

Too much, much to handle

Yeah, we're just too much

Baby, we too much, much to handle

Understand it yeah, we can't be touched

Too much, much to handle

Yeah, we're just too much

You don't get it

You don't get it, babe

You ain't ever gonna get it, babe

In just a minute you will get it, babe

You ain't never gonna get it, babe

No, it's not that complicated

We're ready for the crowd

You can love it, you can hate it

That's just how we get down

Hey, hey, hey

*[Cardi B:]*

Drop top Porsche (Porsche), Rollie' on my wrist (wrist)

Diamonds up and down my chain (aha)

Cardi B, straight stuntin', can't tell me nothin'

Bossed up and I changed the game (you see me?)

It's my big Bronx boogie, got all them girls shook (shook)

My big, fat ass got all them boys hooked (hooked)

I went from dollar bills, now we poppin' rubber bands (ha)

Nashy sang to me, while I do my money dance like ayy

Flexin' on the 'Gram like ayy

Hit the Lil' Jon, okay (okay), okay (okay)

Oh yeah, we drippin' too much and getting paid, ow

*[Nash Yamin:]*

Baby, we too much, much to handle

Understand it when we turn it up

Too much, much to handle

Yeah, we're just too much

Baby, we too much, much to handle

Understand it yeah, we can't be touched

Too much, much to handle

Yeah, we're just too much

Baby, we too much, much to handle

Understand it when we turn it up

Too much, much to handle

Yeah, we're just too much

*[Cardi B:]*

Yeah, we got it goin' on, got it goin' on

Don't it feel so good to be us, ayy?

Yeah, we got it goin' on, got it goin' on

You know it, you know it

Yeah, we got it goin' on, got it goin' on

Don't it feel so good to be us, ayy?

Yeah, we got it goin' on, got it goin' on

You know it, you know it

*[Nash Yamin:]*

You don't get it

You don't get it, babe

You ain't ever gonna get it, babe

In just a minute you will get it, babe

You ain't never gonna get it, babe

I'm gonna get it, babe