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