Think Too Much

[Intro] Yeah-ah [Chorus] Sucka nigga mad 'cause he don't get to no bag (That bag) I like poppin' tags, I like hunnids in my racks Put a beam on my gun, these niggas my sons He play, we gon' send a nigga ass across the country What you gon' do for that money? Get the blues if he touch me I got Suwoo on my fuckin' feet, bitch can't do it if it's hurtin' me Don't act choosed that shit irk me, [?] Would you tell the truth if it's hurtin' me? Stuck like glue, that's for certain Blitzin shots at a opp, okay, Yeah down his block, okay Take off on the cops, okay, get yo' bread, or you too damn lame Skrr-skrr-skrr, that bitch to dam lame, They tryna eat off my plate You know we get hella cake, please don't get knocked off today [Verse] Jump, lil ebony hoe Woah go, FN it go, woah Woah, I won't sell my soul, ho, ho, she like that pope' Kick shit, I'm wit' yo' bitch, lick, lick, lick on my tip Lick, brick, I make it flip, Hunnid? fifty?, she do not care Open the window, it's hot as hell, he try to take me off, nigga and failed I done went up man, I had to prevail, she love my personality, I'm shell All these drugs, I need some help, nigga caught niggas say everythang Bitch, all I smoke is stank, and these niggas super gay Bitch, I like cash, she throw some ass Hopped off that broke shit and hopped up in my bag I'm movin' slow, think I got jet lag I can't take a step back, I don't think I could do that No, no, she wanna take a lil' drug with me, uh I gotta stomp nigga what a slug if he run up, I seen my nigga off the fucking mud said he think too much I can't say too much, she can't say too much [Chorus] Sucka nigga mad 'cause he don't get to no bag (That bag) I like poppin' tags, I like hunnids in my racks Put a beam on my gun, these niggas my sons He play, we gon' send a nigga ass across the country What you gon' do for that money? Get the blues if he touch me I got Suwoo on my fuckin' feet, bitch can't do it if it's hurtin' me Don't act choosed that shit irk me, [?] Would you tell the truth if it's hurtin' me? Stuck like glue, that's for certain Blitzin shots at a opp, okay, Yeah down his block, okay Take off on the cops, okay, get yo' bread, or you too damn lame Skrr-skrr-skrr, that bitch to dam lame, They tryna eat off my plate You know we get hella cake, please don't get knocked off today [Outro] Please don't get knocked off today