I THINK (feat. Lil Baby) - EST Gee

June, you're a genius Hitmaka Heard somebody say I wasn't poppin' Well, they been misinformed, I got a 100K in my pocket I be outside totin' carbon With the young niggas shootin' like Harden, beg your pardon I just put the Patek on a throwaway Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon Big body Rolls give me road rage Swervin' in an Aston Martin, nigga, beg your pardon Heard somebody say I wasn't poppin' Well, they been misinformed, I got a 100K in my pocket I be outside totin' carbon With the young niggas shootin' like Harden, beg your pardon I just put the Patek on a throwaway Shawty tried to takе a nigga soul away, beg your pardon Big body Rolls give me road ragе Swervin' in an Aston Martin, nigga, beg your pardon Well, if I may speak freely, we gon' get a bag if we need it Buss it down, flip it, repeat it, suckas be greedy We was never playin' in the game, if we was, before we lost, we cheated Hold up, they ain't made a game you can play on me I just be prayin' for these niggas, that they pray on me They got another thing comin', homie, they gon' see I got the blessings of an Angel everyday on me Okay, church, nigga used to ask me where I'm from Tell 'em Bankhead, nigga, but the earth my turf Work, wonder what's up under my shirt Wonder why I ain't gettin' searched Nigga, T.I.P been solid, speak against his name in the hood And you will get slapped out 'bout it, had straps out wildin' But moments in the past just made me who I am That's why I don't run from it Keep it one hunnid Anyone who don't like it, then fuck 'em Get a little money then double level Came a way from sellin' weed in the envelope To Puff Daddy standin' with me in Chinchilla Road run, Rubberband Man Made a 100 mil' off of 50 grand man Well, goddamn My suggestion is that you follow your dreams in this bitch Put your heart in this shit, you're bound to get rich, no cap Heard somebody say I wasn't poppin' Well, they been misinformed, I got a 100K in my pocket I be outside totin' carbon With the young niggas shootin' like Harden, beg your pardon I just put the Patek on a throwaway Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon Big body Rolls give me road rage Swervin' in an Aston Martin, nigga, beg your pardon Heard somebody say I wasn't poppin' Well, they been misinformed, I got a 100K in my pocket I be outside totin' carbon With the young niggas shootin' like Harden, beg your pardon I just put the Patek on a throwaway Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon Big body Rolls give me road rage Swervin' in an Aston Martin I just wore two million worth of jewelry to an interview I got people askin' me, "What the fuck done got into you?" I done put it all on the line, I knew that the rent was due Hard to go and get, no trippin', it wasn't no handouts Corner store got hot, we start sellin' 'em out my man house We ain't never have nothin', stay pullin' bands out I been runnin' it up and I heard he ran out Know these pussy niggas wishin' shit would fan out, it won't How you make the gun go on safety? It don't You that young turnt nigga, Baby, for shit, sure Never in my feelings 'bout a broad, she can hit, bro Red inside, Rolls truck, call it Big Boat Heard a nigga say he want smoke Switch out my clip on my pole, had to add a lil' more I ain't really up for no arguin' Nigga said he gon' do what? Bitch, beg your pardon Heard somebody say I wasn't poppin' Well, they been misinformed, I got a 100K in my pocket I be outside totin' carbon With the young niggas shootin' like Harden, beg your pardon I just put the Patek on a throwaway Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon Big body Rolls give me road rage Swervin' in an Aston Martin, nigga, beg your pardon Heard somebody say I wasn't poppin' Well, they been misinformed, I got a 100K in my pocket I be outside totin' carbon With the young niggas shootin' like Harden, beg your pardon I just put the Patek on a throwaway Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon Big body Rolls give me road rage Swervin' in an Aston Martin Shut up, sucka nigga, get up Crazy in your head thinkin' you can get us hit up Foreign, automotives all in my lawn Yawn, did this shit so long it's gettin' borin' Trap to the culture, made a motherfuckin' lifestyle Shoutout to my niggas doin' trap-music right now But you know we ain't with the hype, a million on the mic Get to switchin' out a queen, just 'cause she ain't what we like I'm a king, done my thing from the green to the white When you finished with opinions, I got four or five classics Say I ain't the shit, that nigga must be dippin' acid Fuck what all 'em other niggas doin', all I know is keep goin' Start gettin' money, I enjoyed it Started sellin' crack for employment Make it out of Georgia, that was a nigga only intent Get the suckas out the way and get rich Blockin' my path Boy, the .40 Kal start barkin' like my nigga DMX in this bitch I'm a vet' at this shit And all I ever been was authentic 20 years I been handlin' my business Get in my bag, stackin' my pennies Buyin' everything on the west side of the city 'Cause that's where all the niggas don't play about T.I.P So what I care 'bout what you got to say to T.I.P? Nigga, beg your pardon

How I know if you die for me? Know if you shoot for me? How I know if you still love me? Yeah, yeah How I know you won't steal from me? Know you won't kill for me? I know that you still love me, yeah, yeah How I know you won't turn on me? Feel like the love phony, gotta keep my gun on me, yeah, yeah How I know you won't die for me? Know you will ride for me, just don't ever lie to me, yeah, yeah Thought I'd never see the day that you would switch up Ain't no hard feelings, I'm wishing you good luck I can't lie, I miss your touch, you got that good love I put diamonds on your hand, don't hold your fist up How I know if I get jammed you gon' keep it real? How you gon' say that I ain't solid, I ain't never squealed If I die today give it to my son, ain't writin' no will All these thoughts inside my head, it got me poppin' pills Runnin' with my steel, there's some niggas in the rear If they get they chance they will But I ain't worried, I'm gon' kill I'm gon' drill every one of them We gon' kill every one of them How I know if you die for me? Know if you shoot for me? How I know if you still love me? Yeah, yeah How I know you won't steal from me? Know you won't kill for me? I know that you still love me, yeah, yeah How I know you won't turn on me? Feel like the love phony, gotta keep my gun on me, yeah, yeah How I know you won't die for me? Know you will ride for me, just don't ever lie to me, yeah, yeah One time to cross out Migo, he gon' take your life So I don't understand how Plies ran off on the plug twice And you can't remix none of that lean if it's not cut right And you can't say you super trill 'cause you ain't cut right Sex her once then kick her out 'cause I don't nut twice The way that A$AP died don't sit in my gut right And if we ever find the killer then he must die And I'm always low on niggas, I don't trust high I don't know if you'll ride, I don't know if you gon' slide I don't know want me to die, I don't know if it's your pride And if it is then hide it then Me and Lil Baby do it for the trenches, we gon' ride with them How I know if you die for me? Know if you shoot for me? How I know if you still love me? Yeah, yeah How I know you won't steal from me? Know you won't kill from me? I know that you still love me, yeah, yeah How I know you won't turn on me? Feel like the love phony, gotta keep my gun on me, yeah, yeah How I know you won't die for me? Know you will ride for me, just don't ever lie to me, yeah, yeah

Cook that shit up, Quay Baby, huh Christian Dior on my shoes They cost a band, I prolly won't wear again Lil Mizzy just came on the news I'm thinking, damn, he back in trouble again Made me a mil' 'cause I can I know who I am, and I give thanks to the man The tiger just jumped out the can That's my lil' man, right back getting action again That young nigga shit, we still on it My dawg going through it, I feel for him She told me she love me, I fell for it Got real niggas sitting in jail for it Buy the pack, I'ma put it in the mail for it On the hunt for the money, I smell for it I went big dawg on them, this Tom Ford That lil' boy shit I ain't going for it Getting money every day I wake up Don't ask me, "Did me and lil' shawty break up?" Them M's coming in, let 'em stack up Don't ride my wave, dawg, back up I ain't never had shit, I gotta act up Don't come too close, my dawgs wan' buck I don't need no help, I don't ask for much If I ever go broke, we masking up Ran the money up, way up Life ain't sweet, ain't no lay-up Drip for sale, they gotta pay us I stayed down and I came up Stayed the same and they changed up I knew they was gon' change up Money never gon' change us I just be in my lane stuck I parked the Bentley inside the garage I don't know how much hate I can dodge I can get you knocked off with a nod 4 Pockets Full, everyone got a knot I say this shit from the heart I knew you weren't real, you weren't there from the start Anything good in my way came from God Go get on stage and I get an applause Damn Young Gunna done growed up Bent the Bentley coupe, they know it's us My bro took a loss and I picked him up We stick together, they ain't rich as us I wanna sit down, she ain't lit enough Every time I count cash, swear I get a rush My money long as the yellow bus It ain't no secret, I'm livin' plush Ran the money up, way up Life ain't sweet, ain't no lay-up (Cook that shit up, Quay!) Drip for sale, they gotta pay us I stayed down and I came up Stayed the same and they changed up I knew they was gon' change up Money never gon' change us I just be in my lane stuck Ran the money up, way up Life ain't sweet, ain't no lay-up Money never gon' change us I just be in my lane stuck Stayed the same and they changed up I knew they was gon' change up

Yeah, I really run it up Yeah, I really run it up Yeah, I really run it up Yeah, I really run it up Listen up, pluto (listen up, pluto) I really run it up Yeah, ain't play no games with this shit I got that worker from Polo then hit up my guala Then told him we made for this shit Niggas stay working for commas, we stack up them guala See, I put my name on this shit Flipp with that smoke on that gonja I built for the commas See, I put my name on this shit Hold up, you (yeah) You say they watch how I move (yeah) You say they watch how I move (yeah) You say they watch how I move (yeah) You say they watch how I- I really run it up, baby If the topic is money, I'm coming up She gon' talk to her pa without coming up I'm the man in the front, you the runner-up Really don't give a fuck, yeah How I move, way I talk, they try pick it up I can call when I want, she be pickin' up Niggas bitchin' they really be switching up Can't play no game, I got too much to lose Want me to follow, I got somethin' to prove Really still with no trace, I won't leave 'em a clue And the truck it came red and I painted it blue If it's me and my shorty, we hop in the coupe My lil' youngins go crazy, they lovin' the crew He handle business, can't wait to recoup Pop me a Addy, try make me a movie I can't stand still when my diamonds keep moving Gave all my heart, tryna guide 'em to do it Got partners who gon' try to guide 'em with music Lil bro don't play 'round, if he got it, he use it Go against us niggas, gotta be stupid Ride 'round with the stick, how I gotta be movin' Everyday lit how them commas be moving This shit we'd be doing inside of a movie I really run it up Yeah, ain't play no games with this shit I got that worker from Polo then hit up my guala Then told him we made for this shit Niggas stay working for commas, we stack up them guala See, I put my name on this shit Flipp with that smoke on that gonja I built for the commas See, I put my name on this shit Hold up, you (yeah) You say they watch how I move (yeah) You say they watch how I move (yeah) You say they watch how I move (yeah) You say they watch- Hold up, you (yeah) You say they watch how I move (yeah) You say they watch how I move (yeah) You say they watch how I move (yeah) You say they watch how I- Rollie don't tick but it got big rocks Bands in the whip, do the dash from the cops Chains looking bliss, with the pole on my hip Let me go, I'm equipped, but don't bang with the opps (Ooh) Pain to regret, but it's more than I get Really made for this shit, money made, it don't stop Say heaven sent, I was made for the flip I was made for this shit and I bang for the block Beemer, the Jag, and the Benz on the lot Went and copped me a crib just to park all the drop Fuck do you mean? I was lost in the drought (Ayy Got the bag comin' in 'til the stars in our mouth (What?) Money comin' in, so you know a nigga goin' Dyin' with a flip, so you know a nigga throw it Style ever since, in the game 'I'ma I get Got no time for shit Get the bag and you know it, bitch I really run it up Yeah, ain't play no games with this shit I got that worker from Polo then hit up my guala Then told him we made for this shit Niggas stay working for commas, we stack up them guala See, I put my name on this shit Flipp with that smoke on that gonja I bang for the commas See, I put my name on this shit Hold up, you (yeah) You say they watch how I move (yeah) You say they watch how I move (yeah) You say they watch how I move (yeah) You say they watch- Hold up, you, yeah You say they watch how I move (yeah) You say they watch how I move (yeah) You say they watch how I move (yeah) You say they watch

(DJ Swift on the track) Who hotter than Gee? I got a question for the— who hotter than Gee? I got a question for the streets, who hotter than Gee? He tryna lock in with the team, so we popped him for free Said he was sick and tired, I wiped his nose, rocked him to sleep Broke n- re-up, couldn't cover my cost for the week Chop in my lap, poppin' my flats, calm my nerves while I creep They know I'm like that in reality, not on IG It was some light s- that you did, but the meaning was deep I tell the shooters, now they blessed, 'member murder was cheap Even as a chef, you get respect after burning your beef Then after that, you grab a pack and you turn it to three Then after that, if you can rap, you might turn into me Bae say I scare her when I'm geeked 'cause I talk in my sleep N- better wake up 'fore they dream about murdering me 'Cause I put killers on they feet, they put blood on the street Put your cuz on a tee, I told him, "Quit muggin' at me" Hit your lung with this heat, snake fang dug in deep Trapped in Miss Janice, me and Beach Right before prices got cheap Right before water got deep We was supposed to be like T and Meech Ain't it crazy? Mama's baby finally made a million Low to the ground Caught him 'round the town with my hand on the trigger Leave out the galleria, ladies chase me down for pictures I'm a street n- and she can't wait to sink her teeth in me You too secretive, that's why I don't be trusting these b- It's a fake one mixed in with the real ones amongst me, I sense it If you listen, I'ma kill you first time I hear you hissin' I thought long as we was winning, it didn't matter, Jordan and Pippen But I stay humble hittin', you wasn't feeling me like I was missin' I sat in that kitchen, Jacob and Clay, learning my mixture Romel had made me smile, he told me he showed Miss Trudy my pictures Know it hurt him to his heart when he heard I turned into Hitler Well, not really, he told me he feel me, stand on that business Free Jimmy, showed me how to sip syrup and stack attention He also told me when I be rollin', ride with a sixty And another one taped to the back of it, take it out and flip it That's 120 and we shoot it out all day Fuck a n- (free the shotta) Know what I'm sayin'? Who hotter than Gee? I'm in the house, I got six hundred on my neck I got a question for the streets, who hotter than Gee? Yeah, yeah, yeah