Thinkin’ lyrics

[Intro]
I'm smokin' dope, sh*t got me thinkin', what?
Welcome 2 Ballout World, man, know what I'm talm 'bout
Glo World, Glo Gang sh*t, Glo Gang Nation, man
O'Block, 300 sh*t, man

[Chorus]
I'm smokin' dope (Dope), this sh*t got me thinkin' (Ball, it got you thinkin'?)
I'm leanin' off the Act', so I'm leanin' (Leanin')
The feds watchin' me, so I'm thinkin' (Whatchu think about?)
In traffic ridin' Beamers, so we beamin' (Skrt skrt skrt)
Your b*tch blowin' my phone, she tweakin' (Thot, thot)
I'm thinkin' like "Why the hell I freak, man?" (Why I freak, man?)
I was too high off the earth, I was tree, man (I was tree, man)
I smoke two pounds of weed, one on the week and on the weekend (One on the week and one on the weekend)

[Verse]
I be so damn high, I be so tree, man
I be so damn Glo'd, I be so geeked, man
I pour a 4 of purp in a one litre, man
I'm so Die Y for Fatz on Odee, man
Glo Gang we them n*ggas, come through shootin' no ski mask
If we wasn't them n*ggas we wouldn't be where we at
Glo Gang flexin' on everybody, that's facts
If we see a opp n*gga, I bet that gun go "Grah"
b*tch, I'm 300, O'Block, Glo Gang I run
I'm a gang member, b*tch, RIP Patoon
At my mansion sittin' on the roof, lookin' out for the feds
Now I'm sittin' in a big ass Benz in outside my crib
Smokin' dope inside my crib ain't think 'bout my crib
They run in my crib, they gon' get some shots out my crib
Got a 223, a FN and a MAC up in here
Aimed at a FBI, CPD or informer, f*ck them
[Chorus]
I'm smokin' dope (Dope), this sh*t got me thinkin' (Ball, it got you thinkin'?)
I'm leanin' off the Act', so I'm leanin' (Leanin')
The feds watchin' me, so I'm thinkin' (Whatchu think about?)
In traffic ridin' Beamers, so we beamin' (Skrt skrt skrt)
Your b*tch blowin' my phone, she tweakin' (Thot, thot)
I'm thinkin' like "Why the hell I freak, man?" (Why I freak, man?)
I was too high off the earth, I was tree, man (I was tree, man)
I smoke two pounds of weed, one on the week and on the weekend (One on the week and one on the weekend)