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elevated $horty - i got thoughts lyrics

[intro]
yeah

[verse 1]
he thought she thought, yeah, i rather not comment
i’m on the block and they askin’ who knockin’ i wanna rock, just look at my pockets
(just look at my pockets)
i am him, you are just robin, you are a sim, just talkin’ that nonsense
i am a pimp by the way that i’m walkin’ (by the way that i’m walking, hey)
i got some thoughts that came at my noggin
you were asleep when you heard shots poppin’
who wanna talk when i got no options (ye)
you in the streets and can’t make no profit i got a lot and it came with a coffin
i met a fiend and she stole my doggy (romie)
he thought she thought, yeah, i rather not process
they think it’s sweet, i think it’s progress
shout out to lucki, i think i’m flawless (ay, i think i’m flawless)
shout out to marty, you can gеt bodied
i could be doin’ this sh+t for a hobby
p+ssy and parties, i’vе been through this lobby (b+tch, ye)
i’m f+ckin’ his b+tch, just know that i’m sorry
he be on games, i think it’s atari
i had to fry him like calamari (it’s calamari)
he thought she thought, yeah, i rather not start this
i’m in a car with ashton and martin
i got no stylist, the fit is carpet (the fit is a carpet)
i have to keep it a hundred, non stopping
i see a spider, guess who i’m stompin’
i eat beats, cause i be starving, i got no option
shout out to gin he came with the tonic
she wanted a ring but the bich too toxic
nothing to something, i guess that’s a solid (i guess that’s a solid)
[chorus 3x]
he thought she thought, yeah, i rather not comment
i’m on the block and they askin’ who knockin’
i wanna rock, just look at my, just look at my (just look at my pocket)

[verse 2]
he thought she thought, yeah, you got the wrong target
looked at your lyrics and that sh+t was garbage
i got some lyrics for you if you cop it
i’m just saying
i got some thoughts and they came with narcotics
i got some thoughts, they think i’m iconic
i got some thoughts, i think it’s ironic (aye it’s ironic)
he thought she thought, i’m in they spot
i get the keys to the gate and the lock
how can i be the one stuck in a box?
i gotta leave and go drop me a bomb
they say they’re about it but no they are not
no they are not
no they are not
no they are not
ay
what the f+

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