Thinking About You

[Verse + Hook]

Uh
I don't think about you
Nah nah
Thinkin’ ‘bout you
Outta sight is outta mind

Look, look, uh

Outta sight is outta mind
So I turn a blind eye to your bullshit all the time
You still actin’ like you special, pretendin’ one of a kind
But I promise I can never forget you for fuckin’ lyin’

You, you a snake in the green grass
You got me twisted like I was for takin’ a gym class
And now I got your secrets covered up in a bean bag
I blow a beat, lad, do the fad and lean back

I don’t wanna see your phone calls no more
I know your type, and I could get him every time I’m on the road on tour
Just a couple Louis bags and some Christian Dior
When you forget that you a Christian, you’ll be down on the floor

I’m a G by every measure and standard
Girl, you know the pleasure that you’re missin’ every time you abandon
I’m a big fish
Got big chicks from Giddy to Camden
You can do whatever, better not be a tantrum, bitch

I don’t think about you
Nah nah
Think’ ‘bout you

Outta sight is outta mind
Nah nah
Thinkin’ ‘bout you

Uh
It takes two to give a fuck and now you actin’ tough
I see you can’t be better, nah, you know it’s bad enough
You pray for my downfall, but better luck
‘Cause even if I fall, I fall in a classical catalog

Bitch, let’s not make this about you
I’m ’bout to close the book and go vacation in Abu
Dab it with my niggas, do Ferraris and catch cruise
Ten toes down with 40G and then Abdul

Lately I been thinkin’ ’bout a lot and you’re not on the list
Matter fact, my top six just go somethin’ like this:
More money, more cars, more house, more chicks
More bangers and couple registered businesses

Bitch, I don’t think about you, you belong to the streets
I belong where the kings and the crown move
Every other week, you know I’m fresh from out of town too
So when I say it’s fuck it, I don’t say it just to sound cool

Bitch, I don’t think about you

I don’t think about you
Nah nah
Thinkin’ ‘bout you
Outta sight is outta mind