Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Think They Are, artist - Jackboy.
Date of issue: 17.12.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Think They Are |
Gotta watch these niggas around you, 'cause they might not be who you think |
they are |
'Member she used to clown you, now she tryna come fuck all on a star |
My nigga just got them pounds through, riding 'round town tryna dodge the narc |
My other nigga got your main boo, he gon' fuck that bitch then break her heart |
Used to bring the stolos through now I’m pulling up in a new NASCAR |
Used to be an average joe but now I fuck the baddest broads |
Turned up on these niggas, I don’t see me ever falling off |
I know niggas hating so I got my niggas toting rods |
Catch an opp slipping, knock him out his tennis |
Down to catch a case, tryna get ahead of business |
Clean the block with the mop, I ain’t leaving no witness |
Claiming he a bitch, show up in a nigga kitchen |
Dior on me got me feeling blessed like a Christian |
Came from shit and made millions |
Ran it up fresh out of prison |
I’m a gift to the game, no riddle |
Fuck your handout, I ain’t tripping |
Got his bitch with me, I’m pimping |
Glock on me got a nigga limping |
Glock on me, you could go missing |
Cartier on my vision |
Shitting on you niggas like a pigeon |
She fucking with you, she a duck, quack |
I took her from you with a big sack |
When I took her from you, can’t get back |
You niggas broke as fuck, need to fix that |
Yeah, you gotta watch your bitch plus you gotta watch your dawgs too |
Just 'cause he say he real, that don’t mean he ain’t flawed too |
Just 'cause he tote a steel, that don’t mean he’ll pop you |
Only riding with the ones that I know gonna drop you |
Wanna be a hot boy, well, I got hot shells |
I’ll slap you with this pistol, don’t kiss and tell |
Niggas going police tryna send you to jail |
Niggas really hurt, you ain’t in no cell |
Gotta watch these niggas around you, 'cause they might not be who you think |
they are |
'Member she used to clown you, now she tryna come fuck all on a star |
My nigga just got them pounds through, riding 'round town tryna dodge the narc |
My other nigga got your main boo, he gon' fuck that bitch then break her heart |
Used to bring the stolos through now I’m pulling up in a new NASCAR |
Used to be an average joe but now I fuck the baddest broads |
Turned up on these niggas, I don’t see me ever falling off |
I know niggas hating so I got my niggas toting rods |
Real shit, I don’t gotta act hard |
Know niggas throw hands in the backyard |
No glove, no wraps or a mouthguard |
You can swipe all day, but I pull cards |
What I’m saying is I never had to do fraud |
When the old girl working 'bout two jobs |
When the old boy applied for a new job |
So I guess that I’m blessed by the true God |
See, back in the day, I would hop in the Lexus, just me and my manager hoping |
it start |
Here in the present, I’m stacking my scrilla all off of the shit that I said |
from my heart |
Haters get mad when they see that you the big dawg, but they won’t bite and I |
bet they don’t bark |
Mad over hoes, you a motherfucking simp, son, your niggas Maggie and Lisa and |
Bart |
I watch 'em all try to ether me, just because they cannot eat with me |
I read the bible, I know 'bout betrayal, I get reminded by a Jesus piece |
Perfect match, put my soul on beats, my brother with me, he gon' hold the heat |
Doing things I supposed to do, to be that nigga I supposed to be |
Zel |
Gotta watch these niggas around you, 'cause they might not be who you think |
they are |
'Member she used to clown you, now she tryna come fuck all on a star |
My nigga just got them pounds through, riding 'round town tryna dodge the narc |
My other nigga got your main boo, he gon' fuck that bitch then break her heart |
Used to bring the stolos through now I’m pulling up in a new NASCAR |
Used to be an average joe but now I fuck the baddest broads |
Turned up on these niggas, I don’t see me ever falling off |
I know niggas hating so I got my niggas toting rods |