Got Me Thinkin Songtext

Travelin' all around the world, it got me thinkin'
Like what the fuck I gotta do to buy a Lamborghini?
The city that I come from so cold
I swear on my old holes was [?]
If I said I had your back then I mean it
I'm official where I'm from for a reason
Heard they talkin' 'bout a ban, try fuckin' me up
But we got the word first, now they're bleedin' (Ayy)

I can hit the club to pop bottles
I can hit the club to fuck models
I can keep actin' like the world ain't my problem
But some shit goin' on and you can see it with the googles
My porridge was down, I needed more, see
I go [?] with a dollar
This nigga caught a body, went to jail for white collar
The Satan in this lobby, came to [?] with the numbers
From the murder, admittin' if I spit it bitch, I done it
If you touch a hundred, you can't trust your brother
It changed a bit [?] still don't know how to [?]
And bought the bitch ice, she still don't be wanna fuck you
I hit the bitch twice and watched her [?] in front of you
Chain for my brothers, I ain't even tryna stunt on you
Shoppin' in the hills, these cookies fit comfortable
Just had a threesome with some famous bitches at the W
Instagram fame, but she lay him in a buggle boo
Put her on a train with some cane and a couple blues
When you make a name, niggas claim they don't fuck witchu

Travelin' all around the world, it got me thinkin'
Like what the fuck I gotta do to buy a Lamborghini?
The city that I come from so cold
I swear on my old holes was [?]
If I said I had your back then I mean it
I'm official where I'm from for a reason
Heard they talkin' 'bout a ban, try fuckin' me up
But we got the word first, now they're bleedin'

I could hit the club to pop bottles
I could hit the club to fuck models
Got it covered girl, here, and she said "I'm in a rush"
I ain't pack the bitch up, wouldn't let her scrape the dust
She stay, lookin' for the love, she stay, lookin' for the trust
But I never gave a fuck, I'm just lookin' for the bucks
Took my jewellery off at another prison visit
It don't need us doin' drops but they got the dogs sniffin'
What's different? Got a gun, you never shot with it
Most the time I see the crew is through a fuckin' box visit
I was chillin' in the back of the club
I got dirty looks later and got stabbed in the gut, fuck
Kept climbin', nearly killed for my spot
I ain't wanna hear you rap, you 'bout as real as your watch
I really built what I got since my "Out Cold" days
You get your house ran through 'cause I'm a household name
Look, I been reppin' for the team before the scene blew (Fact)
Always win, though, I swear this shit is see through
We knew I'm ill shit, "The sickest" my nickname
I used to double profit, puttin' pingas in my mixtape

Travelin' all around the world, it got me thinkin'
Like what the fuck I gotta do to buy a Lamborghini?
The city that I come from so cold
I swear on my old holes was [?]
If I said I had your back then I mean it
I'm official where I'm from for a reason
Heard they talkin' 'bout a ban, try fuckin' me up
But we got the word first, now they're bleedin'
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