
letra de i think - cochise & lazer dim 700
[chorus: cochise]
i get mad racks, i been gettin’ stingy
put that drac’ back, i done felt my candy
cash back, man n-gga couldn’t see me
i swear to god, i hit my b-tch on tv (i swear to god)
i swear to god, i come in crispy (i swear)
my bullets, they be bigger than a frisbee (that’s facts)
i think i like this hoe, (okay) i think i like this b-tch (okay)
i think i like this hoe, (okay) i think i like this b-tch (okay)
i think i like this hoe, (okay) i think i like this b-tch (okay)
i think i like this hoe, (okay) i think i like this b-tch
i think i like this hoe, (i do) i think she like my wrist (my wrist)
put forgis’ on the jeep, (we rich) i’m feelin’ mighty rich
[verse 1: lazer dim 700]
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck
i might slide my v, uh, you ain’t gotta pick me up
i just spent racks on my fit, uh, sh-t had me runnin’ it up
i told the opps’ they r.i.p, uh-huh, we ain’t goin’ back and forth
i’m in the city traffic, new york traffic
i think i like hеr, but she plastic
different clothеs, designer fashion
bro got poles, but mine be blastin’
you tip and toe to the racks, you cappin’
sold-out show, and now my name get to packin’
bl!cked up, i got the tennis racket
tryna act throat, but i know they actin’
my whip and drag, it take off the traction
you ain’t put in no work, this n-gga relaxin’
fine sh-t, you do a song for caption
you gotta pay back a loan from back then
you gotta pay back a loan from back then
f-ck, f-ck
[chorus: cochise]
i get mad racks, i been gettin’ stingy
put that drac’ back, i done felt my candy
cash back, man n-gga couldn’t see me
i swear to god, i hit my b-tch on tv (i swear to god)
i swear to god, i come in crispy (i swear)
my bullets, they be bigger than a frisbee (that’s facts)
i think i like this hoe, (okay) i think i like this b-tch (okay)
i think i like this hoe, (okay) i think i like this b-tch (okay)
i think i like this hoe, (okay) i think i like this b-tch (okay)
i think i like this hoe, (okay) i think i like this b-tch
i think i like this hoe, (i do) i think she like my wrist (my wrist)
put forgis’ on the jeep, (we rich) i’m feelin’ mighty rich (facts)
[verse 2: cochise]
got so much on my mind, (my mind) i might start sippin’ trips
she said she tryna slide, (slide) i told her send some pics (pics)
i chop the top of the lamb’, (the top of the lamb’) just like a butcher
serving that white boy, white boy, white boy, white boy, ashton kutcher (yeah)
i’m in this b-tch with a whole lot of n-ggas with dreams, and we lookin’ like booker (what, huh)
i’m in this b-tch with a whole lot of n-ggas with dreams, and we lookin’ like booker (ah, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh)
wake up get to the cheese, get to the dough, get to the bread
n-gga he talkin’ bout the team, i don’t give a d-mn, off with your head
huh, i do him like bill, i do him like ellis, he left for dead
huh, i do him like bill, i do him like ellis, he left for dead
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