Lyrics Thinking Bout You - Trippie Redd

Thinking Bout You

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve,
thirteen, fourteen
(Banger)
I’ve really been on some player shit, you know what I’m saying?
Like articulate
(DJ on the beat, so it’s a banger), yeah
Very optimistic, I gotta get it
Had no pot to piss in, reminiscing 'bout bitches and making split decisions
Baby girl, you know I was the one, I was thinking 'bout you too
When I’m around, bae, I'' pick you up at three, we been here before
I’ll be no later than five, you’ll be mine six ever
Six ever (The other pain), six ever, six ever…