THINK ABOUT IT (feat. KITCHEN QLEEN & PRINCE JEFE)

Damn come to think about it
I just cracked the seal ain't even measure poured a six up out it
The punishment to a bitch pussy fuck the pink up out it
Before you make a rash decision nigga you should think about it
Veez gon shoot the fuck out if you blink around me
I think I smell a rat I don't like that stench around me

Throw my hood stick up the dice game for sixty thousand
Put my hood on Jefe gon get us out the projects
Damn now that I think about it
I was better off trappin out vacant houses
I was better off not fuckin wit nobody
I like the Percocets my white bitch off molly
When I think about it
I can get a nigga gone call up catch a body
I was eighteen tearing up erotics
Switchin different lanes smoking on exotic
Sleep wit the pistol in my bed I ain't goin
Niggas envious they throwing salt like I ain't knowing
I can put the bag down and pimp these bitches hoeing
In the club with the strap and its showing

Ahh anti shirt match the triple s's and its glowing
I made em give me parts cause I got heart like I'm Owen
Come to think about it I ain't measure shit I'm just pouring
Come to think about it I paid 460 for these rta's
Seen a lame in a video with party yays
Bitch is you gon get a bag or you gon be a slave
If you was born at the beach you wouldn't be the wave
If they said my niggas horsed you I wouldn't be amazed

No lie I made ten racks off a BOA
I gave my lawyer ten racks just to beat the case
Boy you wouldnt chase a bag if it was in yo face
Only time I call a nat if she come wit a lane
In Kentucky
In the club smoking runtz got it funky
Bag keep talking to me screaming stomp me
I got a plus work you a flunky
Feds tryna kick in the door my trap beatin
Me and yo hoe ain't even making it home we back seat it
Cut a nigga finger off he act greedy



Credits
Writer(s): Tyrell Humphrey, Tyrell Isaiah Humphrey
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