🎵 THOUGHTS // by Wasiu

4 ContributorsTHOUGHTS Lyrics [Intro] These are thoughts that I be- Ay... [VERSE 1] Superficial Bet she feels it in her pelvis Stole your muse and rocked the world like I was Elvis Everyone knows I’m the shit because they smelt it Son/Sun I’m fly like Icarus and nearly melted Gucci Scarf because my neck froze Kill the fit for whom the bell tolls I stay strapped before I’m R.I.P’d like Velcro Off the rip I’m ripping shit They like Othello, jealous of mе Wait... Life’s a bitch, well hola I stretch hеr shit like yoga Bitch feel the force like Yoda I’m in her lungs like... *cough* Wait Hold up I’m back and right up on ya I’m in her lungs like rona Come and breathe my aroma Ayy Ice all on my wrist Like my mothafuckin' wrist aches I like taking risks, fuckin' bitches that be risqué No that’s not my miss, that’s a mothafuckin' mistake I knew I’d be big, since the, since the fucking 5th Grade [PRE-HOOK] Yeah yea Since the mothafuckin' 5th Grade Knew I’d make it big, but which day? Ayy Knew I’d make it Ayy [Chorus] I got thoughts of making it I got thots that’s naked and Oh, I thought that they could swim Cuz we off relationships I got thoughts to make it rich I got thoughts to make it big Yeah, yeah I got thoughts to make it big I got I got I got I got I got [VERSE 2] I got Thoughts to stack a million then piss on y’all at the bottom Now how’s that for trickle-down economics? Speak that Whatchu-ma-call-it English, French Je m’en calisse Montréal is where I be Bon-Dieu-Voit, say Wallahi Hold up Gucci Scarf cuz still my neck cold Down to die for riches All my life the debt rose The weight of what I must owe/muscle Still I flex though I don’t rest but clearly wrestle With my Inner Demons Make no sense like Bitcoin Yea Fuck my life, well bitch join Cuz We all dying one day It’s just so hard to pinpoint I Just do what I’ve been doing Remain an OutKast and Stay by my fuckin' Stacks like Big Boi My Thoughts to build and destroy Ayy Ice all on my wrist Like my mothafuckin' wrist aches I like taking risks, fuckin' bitches that be risqué No that’s not my miss, that’s a mothafuckin' mistake I knew I’d be big, since the Since the fucking 5th grade Ay