"OverTh!nking" lyrics

Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, the deeper the thought, the deeper the thought, the—, uh
Ayy, the deeper the thought, the deeper the thought, the better
If we run it back, then it was just that real

Mm, mm, ayy
I make a bitch change on—, ayy
I make a bitch change on everybody
How you lock eyes with a nigga and you dead wrong
They gon' write "Main Slime" on your head stone
I just felt like God in a BP in the red zone
Force field, Lamb' truck from the ten speed
Mixed feelings hangin' with the snakes, nobody bit me
Ayy, switch lanes, ayy
Sometimes you gotta live and learn
Ayy, ayy, and that Xanax like a force field
With powerful attorneys, the mafia in office, we goin' rose gold coffin
Can't feel my face, contraband state to state
You be in them people business, they'll find you in a lake
You be tender with them bitches, niggas leave you out the business
If you sweet you get ate, they can see it in your face
I'm a long way from home but I'll adjust 'cause I'm a ape
I'm the same without a gun, but we'd never see the day
I'm the same without the paper, we'd never see the day
Can't feel my face, contraband state to—

Ayy, the deeper the thought, the deeper the thought, the better, ayy
Ayy, ayy, the deeper the thought, the deeper the thought, the better
If we run it back, then it was just that real