Think They Are lyrics

[Intro]
(Kid Hazel, you killed this)

[Chorus: Jackboy]
Gotta watch these n*ggas around you, 'cause they might not be who you think they are
'Member she used to clown you, now she tryna come f*ck all on a star
My n*gga just got them pounds through, riding 'round town tryna dodge the narc
My other n*gga got your main boo, he gon' f*ck that b*tch then break her heart
Used to bring the stolos through now I'm pulling up in a new NASCAR
Used to be an average joe, but now I f*ck the baddest broads
Turned up on these n*ggas, I don't see me ever falling off
I know n*ggas hating, so I got my n*ggas toting rods

[Verse 1: Jackboy]
Catch an opp slipping, knock him out his tennis
Down to catch a case, tryna get ahead of business
Clean the block with the mop, I ain't leaving no witness
Claiming he a b*tch, show up in a n*gga kitchen
Dior on me, got me feeling blessed like a Christian
Came from sh*t and made millions
Ran it up fresh out of prison
I'm a gift to the game, no riddle
f*ck your handout, I ain't tripping
Got his b*tch with me, I'm pimping
Glock on me got a n*gga limping
Glock on me, you could go missing
Cartier on my vision
sh*tting on you n*ggas like a pigeon
She f*cking with you, she a duck, quack
I took her from you with a big sack
What I took from you, can't get back
You n*ggas broke as f*ck, need to fix that
Yeah, you gotta watch your b*tch plus you gotta watch your dawgs too
Just 'cause he say he real, that don't mean he ain't flawed too
Just 'cause he tote a steel, that don't mean he'll pop you
Only riding with the ones that I know gonna drop you
Wanna be a hot boy, well, I got hot shells
I'll slap you with this pistol, don't kiss and tell
n*ggas going police tryna send you to jail
n*ggas really hurt, you ain't in no cell
[Chorus: Jackboy]
Gotta watch these n*ggas around you, 'cause they might not be who you think they are
'Member she used to clown you, now she tryna come f*ck all on a star
My n*gga just got them pounds through, riding 'round town tryna dodge the narc
My other n*gga got your main boo, he gon' f*ck that b*tch then break her heart
Used to bring the stolos through now I'm pulling up in a new NASCAR
Used to be an average joe, but now I f*ck the baddest broads
Turned up on these n*ggas, I don't see me ever falling off
I know n*ggas hating, so I got my n*ggas toting rods

[Verse 2: Denzel Curry]
Real sh*t, I don't gotta act hard
Know n*ggas throw hands in the backyard
No glove, no wraps or a mouthguard
You can swipe all day, but I pull cards
What I'm saying is I never had to do fraud
When the old girl working 'bout two jobs
When the old boy applied for a new job
So I guess that I'm blessed by the true God
See, back in the day, I would hop in the Lexus, just me and my manager hoping it start
Here in the present, I'm stacking my scrilla all off of the sh*t that I said from my heart
Haters get mad when they see that you the big dawg, but they won't bite and I bet they don't bark
Mad over hoes, you a motherf*cking simp, son, your n*ggas Maggie and Lisa and Bart
I watch 'em all try to ether me, just because they cannot eat with me
I read the bible, I know 'bout betrayal, I get reminded by a Jesus piece
Perfect match, put my soul to beats, my brother with me, he gon' hold the heat
Doing things I supposed to do, to be that n*gga I supposed to be
Zel
[Chorus: Jackboy]
Gotta watch these n*ggas around you, 'cause they might not be who you think they are
'Member she used to clown you, now she tryna come f*ck all on a star
My n*gga just got them pounds through, riding 'round town tryna dodge the narc
My other n*gga got your main boo, he gon' f*ck that b*tch then break her heart
Used to bring the stolos through now I'm pulling up in a new NASCAR
Used to be an average joe, but now I f*ck the baddest broads
Turned up on these n*ggas, I don't see me ever falling off
I know n*ggas hating, so I got my n*ggas toting rods