Too Close

[Chorus: Weiland]
I can never get too close
I want to flex on my foes
I don’t got time for these hoes
She want the clout I suppose
I can never get too close
I can never get too close
I can never get too close
I can never get too close

You spent a rack on your hoe
I spent a rack on my coat
Baby I’m about to glow
Let’s just take it real slow
Just watch me pour up a four
Just watch me pour up a four

[Verse 1: Weiland]
On my way up I finesse
She say that I do it the best
I got Gosha on my chest
I got Saint Laurent on my legs
I only show up just to flex
I swear I only want the sex
Never mind I need that neck
My shooter holding on that tech
All I do is send them sacks
I get the pack for the low
I do it all for my bros
Plug at the Hollywood Grove
I keep it still on the stove
Burberry all on my hoes
Hundreds in all of my rows
I make your bitch touch her toes

[Chorus: Weiland]
I can never get too close
I just wanna flex on my foes
I don’t got no time for these hoes
She just want the clout I suppose
I can never get too close
I just wanna flex on my foes
I don’t got no time for these hoes
She just want the clout I suppose

[Verse 2: Floyd]
They just want the clout I suppose
Yeah they asking me where I get all my clothes
Yeah, forces wet like they gonna want your nose
Got a girl so tell me what the fuck’s a hoe
Look, we running the bands send it to me need that shit in advance
Fuck a wallet keep that shit in my hands
Jiggy juugin’ hit a lick then I dance
Uh, look at me dance
We ain’t working bitch you had your chance
Uh, flexing on camera, aye, ‘cause I’m the man, yeah