Lyrics Think About - Zodiac Pen

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
All I think about is
All I think about is
All I think about is
All I think about is

Fucking a chick to some slow jams
Fuck a .5 roll the whole gram
You cannot trick me I know scams
No I'm not sweet no candy yams
Nigga worth more than these peasants
She should just fuck off my presence
Should I be nice to these niggas
Nah fuck being polite to these niggas
From winter, summer the spring and the fall
Swear to god these hoes ain't nothing at all
Might die alone, been that since birth
Protection under shirt, you under dirt
Not from the streets but I been round a block
Niggas you know I held down like a rock
I want the top
I cannot slip
Fuck being hip
I don't get tips
Money equips
I don't need lips
'Cause I don't say shit

All I think about is
All I think about is
All I think about is
All I think about is