Thinkin Lyrics

First let me think of something

Wait hold on I got it

All this money I been chasing watch it grow in my pocket

Told me that it wouldn't work and now they want me to stop it

I ain't tripping though

This nigga mad at me and I ain't even with his hoe

I got the job done and I ain't leave a witness though

Lil nigga couldn't buy it out the liquor store

So I don't drink nothing

We park the cars get it lit whole street bussing, Aye

If I need a favor would you do it for me, Aye

When you with yo friends play my music for me, Aye

Baby why you playing make a movie with me, Aye

Get into it with me

Aye, Aye, Aye

Insecure, he be tracking her down, tracking her down

Its prolly cause I'm smacking her down, smacking her down

Ain't talkin unless dem packers around, packers around

The Green baby

Nah I ain't sipping but my brodie off the lean crazy

Nah I ain't tripping I just told her do yo thing baby Fuck School I'd rather chase a dream baby

I'm tryna go to places I ain't never seen baby, Ouu

First let me think of something

Wait hold on I got it

All this money I been chasing watch it grow in my pocket

Told me that it wouldn't work and now they want me to stop it

I ain't tripping though

This nigga mad at me and I ain't even with his hoe

I got the job done and I ain't leave a witness though

Lil nigga couldn't buy it out the liquor store

So I don't drink nothing

We park the cars get it lit whole street bussing, Aye

She wont leave me alone shorty tell me who I am

You know I want that pussy baby put it in my hand

I'm really getting to it girl I'm really getting bands I don't think you understand, Goddamn,

Goddamn

I just threw a pass its a touchdown I'm scoring

I was with a bitch got my nut now its boring

I don't see yo call or yo text I'm ignoring

I don't wanna see yo hand when I'm pulling off in foreigns

If it ain't yours lil nigga why you worried

Yea I need more and ima get it in a hurry

I jus hit a score I ain't talkin bout a curry

Filled a backy with a 4 and now my vision getting blurry

I'm trying to put a 100 grand in da Fendi bag

I mixed the Baller with the Brand all you niggas cap

Oh if it wasn't for your man would you give me that

I see you riding on ya mans like a piggy back Ouu, ouu, ouu

He got one but I got two Ya know, Ouu

He got ones but I got blues ya know, ouu

We got funds the drip all new fasho, ouu

Beat like lunch i'll take my food to go

First let me think of something

Wait hold on I got it

All this money I been chasing watch it grow in my pocket

Told me that it wouldn't work and now they want me to stop it

I ain't tripping though

This nigga mad at me and I ain't even with his hoe

I got the job done and I ain't leave a witness though

Lil nigga couldn't buy it out the liquor store

So I don't drink nothing

We park the cars get it lit whole street bussing, Aye