Think About It - Rich Homie Quan/Rick Ross

Damn man

Nard & B

I done just woke up

A f**kin' 'nother day another dollar another b**ch

Trenchwerk

And another bankroll hey

Rich Homie Quan：

I take my hustle state to state say I go different places

I shake a lot of hands do shows and I see different faces

I smoke a blunt then close my eyes because my mental racing

Yeah yeah yeah yeah think about it

I pulled the floor up put marble down it need renovatin'

Open the safe see them rubberbands on them bigger faces

I done bought everything that I ever wanted but it's still empty spaces

Yeah yeah yeah yeah think about it

I watch my cousin the kitchen he like a slave he whip it up

My uncle died from that needle yeah it was AIDs n***a my Uncle Roy

Turner Field might be gone but I'm still brave n***a say what

Yeah yeah yeah yeah think about it

That money counter count it for me I'ma made man that money baby

I told my buddy Don't renig like a spades hand I don't renig

These Cartiers but they used to be some Ray Bans rich homie

Yeah yeah yeah yeah think about it

Everyday I'm Sunday fresh I talk that sh*t

Just like a preacher I talk that sh*t

Niggas merge into my lane just like a car without a blinker skkkrrrt

They don't hear what I'm sayin'

They like a car without no speakers that right too

Yeah yeah yeah yeah think about it

I take my hustle state to state say I go different places

I shake a lot of hands do shows and I see different faces

I smoke a blunt then close my eyes because my mental racing

Yeah yeah yeah yeah think about it

I pulled the floor up put marble down it need renovatin'

Open the safe see them rubberbands on them bigger faces

I done bought everything that I ever wanted but it's still empty space

Yeah yeah yeah yeah think about it

Rick Ross：

Reservations at Chops Lamborghinis no tops

Menages for lunch Ferraris out front

We might f**k on the lake so much paper to make

Rubberbands on the hundreds sip Rosé in the bank

I made her quit her job Moschino she's a star

Versace in the fall Gucci I keep her raw

She so clean in Celine P***y cute as could be

I like to take photos like to keep 'em for me

Flatline f**k her 'till that P***y dead The biggest

Keep her off that social media a couple day

She went and got it tatted said a n***a name

She know I got her back I mean a million ways

Rich Homie Quan：

I take my hustle state to state say I go different places

I shake a lot of hands do shows and I see different faces

I smoke a blunt then close my eyes because my mental racing

Yeah yeah yeah yeah think about it

I pulled the floor up put marble down it need renovatin'

Open the safe see them rubberbands on them bigger faces

I done bought everything that I ever wanted but it's still empty space

Yeah yeah yeah yeah think about it