Think It Over

We pop percocets not no Vicodin
I'm from Richmond grab yo pistol
We ain't wit dat fightin shìt
I hope my son don't grow to be like dis

When he get older
Before I jumped deep in dat game
I had to think it over
Before the dope I was swiper shìt

Fuck tryna wife a bitch
Dat lil money got me kinda lit
Dat's what you think of it
And da weed I smoke might stank a bit

Of course what ya thank dis dat dank
Smell like Dolph
Cause I'm smelling like a pound in da bank
And da diamonds on me twang

Make her wanna suck my thang
Had to put dat bitch thru school
She was stupid wit dat brain
You know Mack a cool nigga

Bitch just stay up in yo lane cause dem 30s hang
And we put dem windows when we swang
Free lil chub my G a lock like me and my g-l-ock
Lil dirty nigga from da R went and ran em up

Sum gwaup now dey pissed off believe me
Dey didn't wanna see it
Got em big mad like EZ I do dis shit for lil speedy
We pop percocets not no Vicodin

I'm from Richmond grab yo pistol
We ain't wit dat fightin shìt
I hope my son don't grow to be like dis
When he get older

Before I jumped deep in dat game
I had to think it over
Before the dope I was swiper shìt
Fuck tryna wife a bitch

Dat lil money got me kinda lit
Dat's what you think of it
And da weed I smoke might stank a bit
Of course what ya thank dis dat dank

Smell like Dolph
Cause I'm smelling like a pound in da bank
We been runnin round since ashy knees and elbows
Back when Boosie had da city wearin shell toes

Say you lookin for a dummy we don't sell those
Keep dis shit a hunnid
Like da choppa when da shells blow
Huh dis be dat Rosetta flow

At Colleen house with Mel
307 we sit on the porch dem bitches over there
I'm from the rich nigga I was 11 sellin nicks nigga
Made me 50 dollars now I'm feelin like a rich nigga



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