Deep Thoughts Lyrics

Starin at the floor filled with nothin but boredom

Need to get a score or the shit will just worsen

Peekin in my drawer see im strapped up for war son

6 shoot with 4 pray your cookie got a fortune

Used to have a cookie that went crazy on her knees

Now all i got is cookies that im blowin in the breeze

Might just be a rookie but soon ill smoke some tree

With black eyed peas bitch Imma imma imma imma be

Only cool with the crew when we actin stupid

Sip the duse at 2 am its never too late

Peep the blueray our hoodies are filled with blue bags

Stacks are to space

We screamin hooray

Get inventive with flows got a different mindset

With the set im feelin bold so just take a sidestep

Cuz when we steppin in the snow got the pick on our hip

So if you act like a bitch

We'll clip your neck and then dip

Pickin up the phone I don't wanna be wrong

I just hope we get along by the end of the song

I just gotta let you know you been stuck on my dome

Baby can I take you home really make you my own

Only love a woman don't fuck with no hoe

Always hypin up the pussy just text em "fs"

And once the job is finished get the fuck on the road

While im chillin with lil shawty at the top of weho

All I really want is love got big ol black holes inside

Of my heart I hope some hoe might try to come and reside

In my crowded broken home there aint no room for no lies

All I got is room for you baby just give me the time

I'm feelin out of the pocket

From smokin dope in the tropic

I pray the pain would just stop it

But its my brain's favorite topic

I met this chick at hot topic

Her voice was hella obnoxious

Her booty bouncin and droppin

So grabbed her addy and dropped in

She love what I'm packin

I pack the pounds never lackin

Just like the rounds in my jacket

So bet not lounge it get krackin

I'd underhand a gram of snow but you can't handle it bro

Just understand my plan my goal is cloud stay under the dope

All I really want is love got big ol black holes inside

Of my heart I hope some hoe might try to come and reside

In my crowded broken home there aint no room for no lies

All i got is room for you baby just give me the time

Juicy like a loose leaf

When we cruisin watchin movies

Way she movin oh so groovy

My lil uzi love her coochie

Off the duse please seduce me

Bout to beat the cat im bruce lee

Then i count the racks like boozy

Empty bottle caps we boozy

Hate to let you go but just text me once your home

I'll be starin at my phone wonder why you took so long

Talkin bout you got so drunk now you wearin his cologne

Never seein you no more leave my sweater at the door

Fuckin' hoe