Thought It Was Lyrics

Don't know what you thought it was

We don't care what you thought of us

Don't know what you thought it was

Don't care what you thought of us

Don't know what you thought it was

Don't care what you thought of us

I just said it, she gon' suck it for a God

Hit her knees just like she prayin

Come up in it, bitch, I'll pay the back off

Yeah, that love, she know I ain't playin

What the fuck you sayin

Talkin' bout that bitch, yeah, we ain't on it, dog

I swear to God, we zonin

And you bitches be prolongin' all that bullshit that you wantin

When we see you, dog, don't be makin' songs and fuckin' singin' about

How you ringin' us out, cause we ain't seen none you out

Not for days, not for days

What I'm doin

Smokin' on Blaze

They can't even see me, dog, I mask up on my face

Rum up in they house, homie vague

They don't even care if they catch a case

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, I'm smokin' Zaza

What I say to all my enemies

When I turn them into memories

Yeah, you say you sick with all that bullshit, boy

I swear to God, this pistol be your remedy

I run up, then I run out, then I look back and they tremblin

Yeah, I'm makin' sure that they remember me

Swear to God, boy, I'm colder than motherfuckin' December

They don't even get it

I'm dead, and if they wiggin, I'm just trippin

I am tweaked out in this bitch

I don't give no fuck what you been doin, dog

I swear to God, you lookin' weak out in this bitch

Yeah

If I get to tweakin, all you bitches gon' be leakin

And you leavin, oh, you ain't, you just bleedin

I swear to God that I seen it

You better go and take the scenic

Yeah, boy, you better take the scenic route

And if I fuckin' see you wild, I'ma gun him down

I am not runnin' around, sayin' how I run the town

When you motherfuckers lookin' so dummy now

Let me catch these dummies out

I'ma send a couple rounds to they tummy now

Tell them if they got that gun on top, then they bust

If they buck, they gon' run

Every time that they see us, they already know just what it was

We ain't really care about shit, dog

I swear to God, we gon' blow your shit off

Yeah

When you look at me, boy, you ain't seein' shit

Soft, I'm harder than a motherfucker

Swear to God, I'm God to all you motherfuckers

And I'm rawer than you motherfuckers

Ain't shit softer than you motherfuckers

Yeah, you is soft just like a pillow

You don't know the limits that all my goons will go

Just to make sure that they takin' every bill out of your billfold

Tell him bring me back his head

I just want him alive, I don't want him dead

Cause I wanna look him right up in his eyes when he dies

I despise how these guys in disguise actin' like they really bout that shit

Then they ain't bout this shit

Boy, I'm gangster than a motherfucker