Think A Lot

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Five Bands made that shit off a plate

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Five Bands made that shit off a plate

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Five Bands made that shit off a plate

Aye

Five Bands made that shit off a plate

Five Bands made that shit off a plate

Stack it up and put it right in the safe

Ten bands broke it down straight from Chase

Food good, turn green now I'm straight

Flex on the Gram but in person no pape

Blow smoke in your face like skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Fuck all the hate

Aone bitch I know that I'm great

Don't fuck with you but you askin' for favors

Crib with some acres, and I don't got no neighbors

I told that bitch that you drunk if you think I'm a chaser

Pinpoint with the accuracy, I don't need a laser

Baby you ain't gotta cap to me, I'm stiff and I'm lazy

Just watch how they change up

Counting hundreds, they blue in the face

Counting bands, take your boo on a date

We was friends, now you choosin' to hate

Had to tighten up, but I loosen the lace

I'm a star, so I'm shootin' in space

Shawty wanna come move in the place

She hit my phone, had to hang up

She only a nickel, so I had to change up

They pillow talkin, they bringin' my name up

But Flatout so nameless

Foot on the gas, I swear I'm not breakin

They chasin' clout, but it's money I'm chasin

It's money I'm chasin

Swear that I'm hungry, I'm dangerous

I'm up in the crib, let me know where the safe is

Let me know where the safe is

Damn, you makin' me think a lot

They ridin' the wave, but I know they gon' sink a lot

Pourin' tequila, you know that I drink a lot

I hit from the back now she starting to sing a lot

The money keep calling you know that it ring a lot

So I gotta answer

She ask me to fuck, so I gotta answer

She act like a stripper, so I gotta dancer

It's cold world niggas dumber than Cole

He shot at the range one time, now he bold

Got right to the top, and she swallowed my load

I got smarter at life as a nigga got old

She playin' with kids, but I know that she grown

We met in the cut, cause he trackin' her phone

Rack up with the team, we don't stack up alone

The way that she soundin, she smackin' the bone

Aight, that means she fuck with a dog

Got this shit out the mud man I feel like a hog

These lyrics too pure, we ain't pressin' these bars

She got her a nigga, but pressin' me hard

Callin' her 94 feet

She got hit in the car we lift up the seat

It's money in the pocket, you see in the crease

We share with the gang, everybody here eat

Yo, shorty, a hoe letting everybody here beat

Claim he in the field, but I didn't see no cleats