Think About It - Shy Glizzy

Oh, Jefe, bitch

Glizzy Gang for life

I only want shooters and hustlers around me

No rest allowed, no broke boys

I’m 'bout to go a fool on 'em

Mama called me, told me I got two on

Bitch i’m still ridin' with that tool on me

A nigga play, I gotta make a move on him

Got some foreign bitches playin' simon says

I said baby cook the dope up in the microwave

Moonwalking to the trap just like Michael J

Young nigga don’t get snatched out for your Michael J

Uh, ever since I was a young nigga

I thought this gangsta shit was really fun nigga

Until I started playin' with them guns nigga

You lookin' for a lick, I ain’t the one nigga

Think about it, c’mon baby won’t you think about it?

Who the realest nigga any way you think about it?

Who the realest when you think about it?

All the money that I’m gettin', I can’t think about it

When I spend it I don’t think about it

Who the realest nigga any way you think about it?

Who the realest when you think about it?

Yeah-ah