"BLOODONTHETIMBS" lyrics

Tell me who do you think about
Tell me who do you think about
I can see the vision
Who do you think about?
I think about you all the time

I just might be your bitch tonight
Is you tryna pour me up another drink tonight
Got your sweat all on my Christian Dior
We should take this to the floor
You and your Saint Laurent
Tell me what you really really want

If it's what you really really want
Flaunt, front of your friends
Love it when you sweet as sin
Pull it out put it back in
Blacker the skin
Better is the juice of the gin
Safer when it's blood on the Timbs
And I just might be your bitch tonight

Tell me who do you think about
Tell me who do you think about
I can see the vision
Who do you think about?
I think about you all the time

Pocket 6 figure
Hand on my thigh
Mines on the trigger
Headed to the land of the richer
Only bitch face for the picture
They coming to the comments
I'm coming on ya zipper
Speech of the figure
You don' need a coogi sweater
Tell me is it me or the weather
Lil go-getter
I'm already in your self-centered
Never self-centered
Even when I don't feel ya daze
Cause I'm headed back on the plane

Tell me who do you think about
Tell me who do you think about
I can see the vision
Who do you think about?
I think about you all the time

Tell me who do you think about
Tell me who do you think about
I can see the vision
I think about you all the time