Starlito - What Was I Thinkin' Lyrics
[Intro]I just want to unite the negroes, I went to college for fun. A mind is a terrible thing to wasteThe school of hard knocks grindin 101, I learned that time is a terrible thing to waste, higher earning[Verse 1]Look at me I done recaptured my buzzBecause for a minute there I wasn't half the rapper I wasI fell back, relapsed, I was back with a plugTakin' the chance of a lifetime traffickin' drugsTrash Bag that's us, no class, that's them180 on the dash, paper tag, that's himLito-guap-a-lot-I-get seven snuffaluffagusThe same one the Joker had, you don't want to ***** with thisLong nose strap like Pinnochio liningIf you ever see it well you know we gonna fire itPeeped you staring at my chain, I hope you don't try itOr you'll be tomorrow's hood story, so and so diedWhat was he thinkin'?[Hook]I be thinkin' out loudMatter of fact I can't stop thinkin'I don't think I know howThink I'm playin'? Run offYou know I got my gun dogYou might think that you're tough, but I don't think that's what you want dogWhat was I thinkin'? What was I thinkin'? What was I thinkin'?I wasn't thinkin' at allWhat was I thinkin'? What was I thinkin'?I know what I was thinkin'At least I was thinkin'[Verse 2]You know me I'm on some fly shitYou ain't got half the keys, nokia, I'm a sidekickI'm no kia, uh uh, look at my whipCar serviced for no reason, low mileagePackages you never had, you just be rapping bout them slabsWhat you know about tipping a driver and trapping out a cab?Or going to play pick and serve 'em out the centerNiggas ordering quarter pounders but you serve 'em at Mrs. Winner'sWhen I was just beginner I played on expertAnd players kept it trill because I had the best workAnd I always had the best price, but guess what? Guess who got the work, Uncle Sam nephew, Lito!And I ain't even taxing but when the girl come in I'm like sorry Ms. JacksonI'm for real, I'm gonna be on some Tiger shit, I'm talkin' white chicks on the side, bricks in my rideLivin' in the past, yeah different timesAnd I dont trust girls that Twitter all the timeI use it to cure boredom or for an alibiOr when I'm satellite high, smokin' on that MadelineRed haired dro, Lito is real, they're PalestineThat's why some of my raps come across as battle rhymesThat's because it make me mad when they braid the lineI lapped 'em like Santa Claus, that means I passed 'em byYou don't grind like me dog, grind like Dale Jr. last half of his last nameWith the T off, T off like G off, should've hollered at me for the pound I would've took a G off[Hook]I be thinkin' out loudMatter of fact I can't stop thinkin'I don't think I know howThink I'm playin'? Run offYou know I got my gun dogYou might think that you're tough, but I don't think that's what you want dogWhat was I thinkin'? What was I thinkin'? What was I thinkin'?I wasn't thinkin' at allWhat was I thinkin'? What was I thinkin'?I know what I was thinkin'At least I was thinkin'
