Testo Think Twice - PayGotti

Testo della canzone Think Twice (PayGotti), tratta dall'album PTSD

In your mirror, see a champion
An alpha man of the highest degree
My shine is something you couldn't handle
Think twice before belittling me
(CashMoneyAP)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Said can y'all hear me though
Ay, suggest you think it over twice 'cause stoppin' at that light could cost your life
Popped on jankey low, we used to beat the road on bikes
Bitch, I'm thuggin', but that's the type of shit she say she like
They gassin' up the switches, grab me one, see what's the hype
And it go stupid, that load they rockin' in, it's goin' through it
I damn near popped myself, it took some time to learn to use it
You curious about my state of mind and play my music
I popped the bitch, they out to get the kid, bitch, don't be foolish
I'm ashamed, I'm sorry for my grimy, selfish ways
Just know they selling dreams, they say you gon' see better days
My rags have turned to riches, guess I really can't complain
But trust me, nothin' changed, I still will set some shit to flames
I'm a donkey when it comes to poppin' doors and settin' plays
No hidin' in that cell, you roll it up or run your fades
Can't focus in this life, it's disrespectin' in your name
It's eat or you gon' starve and that's just how you play the game
Been tryna calm me down, my mama tell me I should chill
I'm crashin' that direction, I told Jesus, "Take the wheel"
Just know I snatched a soul before I went and signed a deal
If you can't break the bitch for all she got, then Gotti will
Applyin' pressure, specialist, no question in my steppin'
Not trippin' on forgiveness, it's no way I'm gon' see Heaven
This shit run in my blood, was tuckin' Western's since 11
Can't argue with no nigga with no stripes up in his section
Nigga, yeah
Ay, can't argue with no nigga with no stripes up in his section
Nigga
Ay, suggest you think it over twice 'cause stoppin' at that light could cost your life
Popped on jankey low, we used to beat the road on bikes
Bitch, I'm thuggin', but that's the type of shit she say she like
They gassin' up the switches, grab me one, see what's the hype
And it go stupid, that load they rockin' in, it's goin' through it
I damn near popped myself, it took some time to learn to use it
You curious about my state of mind and play my music
I popped the bitch, they out to get the kid, bitch, don't be foolish
Dummy, nigga
Bitch, don't be foolish
Stupid
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Think twice before belittling me)



Credits
Writer(s): Alex Christian Jean Petit, Mtk, Kiowa Roukema, Deandre Dante Wheelwright
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