Lyrics to You Thought
Yeah, it's Drayco
Aye these niggas really lame man, forreal
Ayy, yuh
Yeah, ayy

Yeah ayy, you thought you was flexin' on your ex, huh
Ayy, till you saw her rubbin' on my chest, huh
Ayy, know you saw those diamonds on my neck, huh
Ayy, I heard you thought you was the best, huh
Ayy, till your album flopped, I know you stressed, huh
Ayy, tryna convince the hoes that you up next, huh
Ayy, but I bet them hoes know how I'm flexed up

Okay action, treat that pussy like an antagonist
She said she practice abstinence, she such a bad actress
Roll that backwood passionate, I pearl like Mr. Krab's
And bitch that pack smell just like flatulence
[?] girl look fabulous
Easy, oh you with the [?] me please
I could show you all the things you saw in the TV screen
I ball, I need all the foreign things please
Drop the top off, [?] car [?]
Hold up, pose, hold up, Vogue, flash, whoa
Four niggas standing too close, got it if your man want smoke
Yeah, know he saw us walkin' and he damn near choked, ayy
And when she call me I'm right there to stroll, yeah
And when she call me I'm right there, let's go, ayy, yeah
Anytime, and every time we out in public I [?]
Came from the gutter like that mothafucka' Pennywise

Yeah ayy, you thought you was flexin' on your ex, huh
Ayy, till you saw her rubbin' on my chest, huh
Ayy, know you saw those diamonds on my neck, huh
Ayy, I heard you thought you was the best, huh
Ayy, till your album flopped, I know you stressed, huh
Ayy, tryna convince the hoes that you up next, huh
Ayy, but I bet them hoes know how I'm flexed up

Ayy, yuh
Walk in the building, they tryna decipher the outfit
Ayy, I can reveal it 'cause know that the sun is not out yet
Ayy, I'm tryna hit the red carpet with somebody spouse, yeah
Ayy, hit the girl right after party and give her this clout dick
Ayy, I'm more angrier than miserable
[?] critical
I got habits which is visual
Shorty she shakin' it rhythmical
[?]
I'm the best that ever lived, bitch
I'ma a legend, I'm what them niggas is livin' for
Ayy yuh, flashin' lights, ayy
She just wanna fuck me for the braggin' rights
Ayy yeah, why my neck bling bright?
Shorty catchin' feelings while I'm catching flights
Told me that she love me, I'm like whoa, whoa
Save that for the mothafuckin' photos
Then we hit the car, bitch they said "oh no"
Drayco took another nigga hoe, whoa ayy
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