I Think I Got It Lyrics

Yeah, you drown, I won't throw a float

All my youngins got a tote

All my dogs, they won't go

All your dogs ain't ball for real

I gotta see my dog still

Owe em' money, he a star for real

Slime his ass, he got them both

They wan' a verse, I send a quote

Yeah, Eliantte, I'm cold like a freezer

I do a bitch wrong, in the end, she know I always please her

Brody be so turnt, he broke off the damn fuckin' meter

Chop his ass down, see the gang, I know he got amnesia

We don't be on askin' shit

My bitch be on fashion shit

In the bank, I'm cashin' shit

You be on that extra shit

Tag along, I ain't havin' it

Block her phone, I'm packin' shit I be on my stackin' shit

Money comin', bitch, I'm trackin' it

Yeah, you drown, I won't throw a float

All my youngins got a tote

All my dogs, they won't go

All your dogs ain't ball for real

I gotta see my dog still

Owe em' money, he a star for real

Slime his ass, he got them both

They wan' a verse, I send a quote

Tell him what I did

Tell him that I look for you

When he be speakin' on my name I don't notice you

She know I'm comin' to her state

Bitch, go and make some room

Giving body bags, a lot of cash

I don't even owe you

Hop out at the Gucci store

I'm talkin' bout like hella cars

Twenty thousand in them bars

I'm talkin' bout like hella cards

Get em' wacked I have a toast

Pretty bitches do the most

Tired of them goofy hoes

Why you in that stupid pose

I know he on his second, but here come three bitch, you know I got it

We don't be on askin' shit

My bitch be on fashion shit

In the bank, I'm cashin' shit

You be on that extra shit

Tag along, I ain't havin' it

Block her phone, I'm packin' shit I be on my stackin' shit

Money comin', bitch, I'm trackin' it

Yeah, you drown, I won't throw a float

All my youngins got a tote

All my dogs, they won't go

All your dogs ain't ball for real

I gotta see my dog still

Owe em' money, he a star for real

Slime his ass, he got them both

They wan' a verse, I send a quote