Just Think'n Lyrics

I had to get up in my old bag, old swag

Tapered on the sides and the back with a snap back

I'm back, snacks packed, wrapped up in glad bag

Dime Bag back pack filled up with dime bags

Ion play Fifa so we can't kick it nigga

But these kicks a lil different like Fifa nigga

Now let that sink in, marinate, think deeper

Now think about how I played Fifa nigga

Forgone conclusions

You don't have to see L.A. to figure out and see what's going on round here Bruin

Eating beignets in a Beignet Boy hoodie

Munched out off of what I stuffed in a praline Goody

Black bottle wasted gone off that Belaire

Running shit since twenty two Clyde Edwards Helaire

I'm not the one in the Chase for Biletnikoff

You can keep the trophies just knock it off

Fuck physics niggas watch I take a Quantum Leap, I'm that deep

Debonaire to the core a Black Sheep, that's me

Coming from different angels now that's steep

Just peep, the fruits of my labor that I reap

They claim the work you put in is what you get out

No doubt, I bet on myself so I'm a cash out

Crash out, Bandicoot boomerang thru glass house

I'm bout, that Rick James shit so fuck your damn couch

My principalities causing formalities

Casualties for niggas trying to figure up my salary

Fatality, Mortal Kombat, bitch get over here

Right here, right now, bitch don't have no fear

Me and you, we on two different type of times

It's about a quarter five but for you that bed time

I know you mutha fucking niggas been sleeping on

It's just 4 in the morning and I'm thinking homie