Really Think About It lyrics

[Intro]
Aye CGM where you at?
ZaySkillz
Am I in the (What)?
Whatever you wanna call it, organized crime
I'm in the waste management business
Everyone immediately assumes you're mobbed up

[Chorus: D. Savage]
When I really think about it (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You never cared for me, or came to see if I'm good
Everybody on my wallet (Ya, ya, ya)
I'ma take care of the squad, it ain't no doubt about it
I caught that sh*t on the cycle (Eh)
I put your b*tch how to ass and face down
b*tch, I'm the king, where the f*ck is my crown?
Callin' [?] George, tryna smoke out the pound
Whole lotta hoes runnin' all around
Whole lotta boats gettin' sent out (Hey)

[Verse 1: D. Savage]
b*tch, I'm outside, like who wanna play?
Ride around town, I can serve all day
Too turnt, they think I'm snorting on Yay
I spend that band, I don't need no masi
Squad on my guard, don't tell nobody
Drop that low, I shoot up the party
I'm walkin' 'em down, I'll hit on my target
I stay to myself, don't need anybody
Bangin' on the kid, I like it on [?]
That ain't your baby, I'm pulling together
My diamonds so cold, I'm changin' the weather
[Chorus: D. Savage]
When I really think about it (Mafia Musik, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You never cared for me, or came to see if I'm good
Everybody on my wallet (Ya, ya, ya)
I'ma take care of the squad, it ain't no doubt about it
I caught that sh*t on the cycle (Eh)
I put your b*tch how to ass and face down
b*tch, I'm the king, where the f*ck is my crown?
Callin' [?] George, tryna smoke out the pound
Whole lotta hoes runnin' all around
Whole lotta boats gettin' sent out

[Verse 2: Mack Been Brackin]
All of this money stackin' up, it got me excited
I'm duckin' and dodgin' indictments
n*ggas be talkin' but frightened
Stop wit' them choppas, they'd think you was ISIS
n*ggas be thinkin' it's sweet
Sendin' they dutch 'til I send 'em wit' crisis
They said, I won't be
Them n*ggas is sweet, we know the n*ggas the nicest
We with the sh*ts, yeah
Drummin' the Glock wit' the switch, yeah
It's more than the top in this b*tch, yeah
Let that b*tch pop 'til it click, yeah
Still pull the skits, yeah
Wet a n*gga up, leave him drenched sticks
Set a n*gga up, if he snitch, yeah
If you play a n*gga, wait in the trench, yeah
[Chorus: D. Savage]
When I really think about it (Mafia Musik, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You never cared for me, or came to see if I'm good
Everybody on my wallet (Ya, ya, ya)
I'ma take care of the squad, it ain't no doubt about it
I caught that sh*t on the cycle (Eh)
I put your b*tch how to ass and face down
b*tch, I'm the king, where the f*ck is my crown?
Callin' [?] George, tryna smoke out the pound
Whole lotta hoes runnin' all around
Whole lotta boats gettin' sent out (Hey, uh)

[Verse 3: Ace Cino]
b*tch we outside, like it's nuttin' day
I got the AR and twin got the Drac'
I take sh*t berious, watch what you say
I feed the whole team, I don't need a plate
Bring me some herbs, I don't want no wock
Didn't listen to me, them n*ggas go pop
Pour up some tris' and pour up some wock
Money so old, I'm holdin' it hostage
f*ck that fake love, I don't need no buddy
Run up on me, and I'm droppin' your body
These n*ggas talk pus*y, that n*gga some stock
Poured up in the deuce, but we still got it poppin'
Get Rich Or Die Tryin', ain't no other options