"I THINK" lyrics
(Welcome to the trenches, stay dangerous)
Yeah
This money counter ain't stoppin' shit, these hundreds make my pockets thick (Racks)
AP on me cost a brick, every Glock, it got a switch
Fly a bitch across the country, I'm buyin' her ass and some tits
Nigga don't even got a bag, rappin' like he sellin' fent'
I'm never caught slippin', her shit so wet, it's finna make me slip (Damn)
You won't catch me in the mix, but I know the mixture
It's a line down the street, these bad hoes wanna take a picture (Mwah)
Bitch so bad without a bag, I can't even hit her (Fuck nah)
Rick Owens ski mask, so you niggas can't see me whippin' (Skrrt)
I just blew attention yesterday, still trippin', still spendin'
When I stop the car, the rims still spin
They keep beggin' me to stop pourin', but I'm still sippin'
Too much dog shit in my jeans got me out here limpin'
All these hoes wanna get some dick, my bitch think I'm pimpin' (Aww)
Young'll put your shit on the glass like he Blake Griffin
Money on top of money, can't stop thumbin', my flip phones jumpin'
Neck cost two hundred somethin', thuggin' while my iPhone runnin'
Welcome to the trenches, bitch, well, Damedot can't turn down for nothin' (Damedot)
I've been ballin', change the subject, make me mad, I push that button
I was busy countin' money, rarely catch her see me clubbin'
We just fucked, she said she loved it, I ain't gon' lie, that shit wasn't nothin'
Apraise me, apraise me, then go apraise my bitch (Add me up)
I just went Donald Trump, presi' plain on my wrist
I think these bitches notice my chains hittin' through the tint (Ice, ice)
I think these niggas notice I'm really ballin' without the rim (Ballin')
I think these strippers know these ain't no ones, I'm throwin' slips
I think it's understood you disrespect, you gettin'...
I think these bitches notice my chains hittin' through the tints (Ice, ice)
I think these niggas notice I'm really ballin' without the rim (Damedot)
I think these strippers know these ain't no ones, I'm throwin' strips (Racks)
I think it's understood you disrespect, you gettin'... yeah
(Welcome to the trenches, stay dangerous)
Yeah
This money counter ain't stoppin' shit, these hundreds make my pockets thick (Racks)
AP on me cost a brick, every Glock, it got a switch
Fly a bitch across the country, I'm buyin' her ass and some tits
Nigga don't even got a bag, rappin' like he sellin' fent'
I'm never caught slippin', her shit so wet, it's finna make me slip (Damn)
You won't catch me in the mix, but I know the mixture
It's a line down the street, these bad hoes wanna take a picture (Mwah)
Bitch so bad without a bag, I can't even hit her (Fuck nah)
Rick Owens ski mask, so you niggas can't see me whippin' (Skrrt)
I just blew attention yesterday, still trippin', still spendin'
When I stop the car, the rims still spin
They keep beggin' me to stop pourin', but I'm still sippin'
Too much dog shit in my jeans got me out here limpin'
All these hoes wanna get some dick, my bitch think I'm pimpin' (Aww)
Young'll put your shit on the glass like he Blake Griffin
Money on top of money, can't stop thumbin', my flip phones jumpin'
Neck cost two hundred somethin', thuggin' while my iPhone runnin'
Welcome to the trenches, bitch, well, Damedot can't turn down for nothin' (Damedot)
I've been ballin', change the subject, make me mad, I push that button
I was busy countin' money, rarely catch her see me clubbin'
We just fucked, she said she loved it, I ain't gon' lie, that shit wasn't nothin'
Apraise me, apraise me, then go apraise my bitch (Add me up)
I just went Donald Trump, presi' plain on my wrist
I think these bitches notice my chains hittin' through the tint (Ice, ice)
I think these niggas notice I'm really ballin' without the rim (Ballin')
I think these strippers know these ain't no ones, I'm throwin' slips
I think it's understood you disrespect, you gettin'...
I think these bitches notice my chains hittin' through the tints (Ice, ice)
I think these niggas notice I'm really ballin' without the rim (Damedot)
I think these strippers know these ain't no ones, I'm throwin' strips (Racks)
I think it's understood you disrespect, you gettin'... yeah
(Welcome to the trenches, stay dangerous)
