Think About It (feat. Nall)

Yeah

(It's your boy, Frank Nino)

Nino, what up, man?

Went crazy on this beat, ****

Real villain shit

Hellfyre

Most hated, long one, let's do it

Move Makers, ****

From quarter waters to water whippin' quarters

Had my parents mad 'cause the sandwich bags was missin' corners

Late night bendin' corners, drivin' with no guidance

First car, first stunt, bought 'em both with no license (Villain shit)

I beat so many cases, D.A. holdin' a grudge (Uh-huh)

A good lawyer knows the law, but my lawyer knows the judge (Trouble)

I supplied suppliers, I probably sold to your plug (Word)

Ain't even know who I was, but you was holdin' my drugs

I remember ribs touchin', now I got a big stomach (Yeah)

Hibachi chef in front of your eyes, I flip onions

Been hustlin' since a youngin', you ain't never did nothin'

You been frontin', all caps, shift button

Let's keep it a Fendi, we hold the key to the city

We ain't from Memphis, but my whole team on they grizzly

If you scheme on our pennies, we got that beam on our semi

Fuck around and lose your left eye like T-bones and chili

Think about it (You feel me?)

Frankie-O, what up, huh?

**** be draggin' it, but I'm Dracula (Uh-huh)

I been bitin' **** Acura since the Macura (Yes)

A legend that's immaculate, but nothin' spectacular (At all)

**** only flippin' pancakes with a spatula (Ha)

Bunch of these new rats that's duckin' these glue traps (You know)

Ain't no repercussions, just discussions in group chats

Talkin' big money, it ain't nothin' to shoot that (At all)

You could drop a hundred, I'ma run it like shoot back (What's up?)

The Targa 4S, dressed black and the shoes match (Tell 'em)

Domestic every record, **** know I abuse tracks (Vado)

I'm thinkin' every second 'bout a hustle, I choose rap (Word)

Even in the bubble, I ain't struggle, I move scraps (Fuck 'em)

Bags, I blew it, swam through it in swimwear (Yeah)

Trunks and white Airs, just ruined my sixth pair

In three days just gettin' to it, I been here (Yeah)

I'm in the town takin' banks down like Ben here

Fuck with me

Ayo, Nino, what up, ****?

Hellfyre, double M, you already know what it is

(Hellfyre)

Look, it's fucked up when your mans switch

These modern-day Ricos wanna make me a damn Mitch

Now I watch my front and my back with the can grip

But all I see is bread on both sides like a sandwich, I can't slip

On top of that, all these hoes turned

You gotta pay attention to the script, it's a slow burn

I'm the type to put her on the strip, tell her go earn

Only way to know is if you in it, so go learn

But hoes stern, the police all on my tail too

So I keep lawyer money, plus some guap for the bail too

Used to be my homie, ****, look what it fell to

Now we goin' over different reasons to shell you, expel you

I'm at the top with a king's clout

So many in the ground, that's why we pourin' our drinks out

Pull up to the spot, hop out the drop with my links out

Came up from the bottom, that's just somethin' to think 'bout

Go 'head, ****