Think Of Me - GQ

Before my mind get too gone I’m just thinkin' ‘bout what’s next

I’m leaving in a few don’t let yourself get left

I do me, excuse me?

I’m truly just a mess

I’m tryna bubble like Jacuzzi with some jets

My punch is lookin' dirty my water contaminated

And the shit that I been smokin' make the sky look laminated

Do they care yet?

Are we there yet?

Let me know when we made it

I can tell she like my flavour she ain’t even hafta taste it

I told her baby you the one but next to money, option two

Sharper than piranhas like Madonna what we mobbin' to

And I’m mobbin' through this city of mine

If they always got some shit to say then chances are they lyin'

I be flyin' way beyond everything that they be on

Catch a breeze, can you please stay the fuck from off my lawn?

See, what you want really ain’t for me

What you see is what you get, what you really think of me

I don’t really give a fuck about what you think of me

But I hear it though, what you think of me

I don’t really give a fuck about what you think of me

I ain’t trippin on ‘em I just try to make it plain to see

A different person went around wonder how you act with them

And I could go pointin' fingers but we just bad as them

Every time I get a beat I tell ‘em I’mma snap again

Haters actin' like we Kim, women actin' like I’m him

I just snuck right out the gym and I fell right in the booth

Man I swear these bitches love me I can use your girl for proof

Makin' money off a dream, you would think I lost a tooth

I might do some shit with 40 maybe do some shit with Snoop

Well you should act like Uncle Rico when we act like Uncle Luke

My nigga told me he done hit like every girl up in your group