Song parody of
Thoughts By The River
by Wadsworth
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Two straps real low
How im ridin
New chick
On my side
How im slidin
In the burbs
Layin low
Where u find me
If im
Out
Got my niggas
Right behind me
High rise
In the morn
Took my moms
for lunch
The only one
Who was down
When i had a hunch
Now them blessings
Comin in
Only come in a bunch
And yo girl
Fake the front
She becoming a munch
I love life
Cus im moving
In particular ways
As i glow even more
All my ex's can fade
off whites
Or diors
I aint coppin the jays
Feel good going out
And them bills is paid
Now it got a nigga out
And im big mackin
Diamonds dancing
On my neck
Like im big trappin
They was booeing
At the start
Now they hands clappin
Riding heavy in a benz
Or a new classic
Its franco or a rope
Gotta taper the fro
We all got new chains
Like we pushin the dope
Make room in the game
Cus im fittin to grow
Takes jogs in the morning
I aint fittin to mope
Naw
Im talkin heavy
Cus im countin the fetti
Im having dreams
On a benz
While im swaying the presi
Sun roof peeling back
With the pipe on the seat
Green juice or the matcha
Or im coppin some tea
Uh
Hook:
Dont i make it look good
Clear skin in a drop
With the wood
V12 with the pipes
In the hood
Gettin dough
Stayin low as i should
Either way ima get it
Either way ima risk it
Out the way tires spinnin
Thoughts by the river
Ima get it
Its hard too handle
When u peepin the phantom
Knowing that u got the talent
And the voice for the ghetto
But yo niggas and yo friends
Out flocking in randoms
So i had to switch it up
Had to switch up the channel
Now im
In the cut
With a mutt
By myself
Out the way
In the club
Dj on the spin
Showing luv
Seen yo bitch
Out in traffic
Giving hugs
I let go of them hoes
They was holdin me low
Lil baby out the door
Now a nigga can grow
I asked god for this shit
So u reap what u sowe
Niggas out tellin lies
If he callin me bro
Cus i aint have a nigga
With me
When my pockets was broke
But no
Hard feelings
Cus my chain always gon glow
I was lookin for a way
Wasnt waitin for hope
Now what u smell
On the neck
Is the creed or coach uh
Two straps real low
How im ridin
New chick
On my side
How im slidin
In the burbs
Layin low
Where u find me
If im
Out
Got my niggas
Right behind me
High rise
In the morn
Took my moms
for lunch
The only one
Who was down
When i had a hunch
Now them blessings
Comin in
Only come in a bunch
And yo girl
Fake the front
She becoming a munch
I love life
Cus im moving
In particular ways
As i glow even more
All my ex's can fade
off whites
Or diors
I aint coppin the jays
Feel good going out
And them bills is paid
Now it got a nigga out
And im big mackin
Diamonds dancing
On my neck
Like im big trappin
They was booeing
At the start
Now they hands clappin
Riding heavy in a benz
Or a new classic
Its franco or a rope
Gotta taper the fro
We all got new chains
Like we pushin the dope
Make room in the game
Cus im fittin to grow
Takes jogs in the morning
I aint fittin to mope
Naw
Im talkin heavy
Cus im countin the fetti
Im having dreams
On a benz
While im swaying the presi
Sun roof peeling back
With the pipe on the seat
Green juice or the matcha
Or im coppin some tea
Uh
Hook:
Dont i make it look good
Clear skin in a drop
With the wood
V12 with the pipes
In the hood
Gettin dough
Stayin low as i should
Either way ima get it
Either way ima risk it
Out the way tires spinnin
Thoughts by the river
Ima get it
Its hard too handle
When u peepin the phantom
Knowing that u got the talent
And the voice for the ghetto
But yo niggas and yo friends
Out flocking in randoms
So i had to switch it up
Had to switch up the channel
Now im
In the cut
With a mutt
By myself
Out the way
In the club
Dj on the spin
Showing luv
Seen yo bitch
Out in traffic
Giving hugs
I let go of them hoes
They was holdin me low
Lil baby out the door
Now a nigga can grow
I asked god for this shit
So u reap what u sowe
Niggas out tellin lies
If he callin me bro
Cus i aint have a nigga
With me
When my pockets was broke
But no
Hard feelings
Cus my chain always gon glow
I was lookin for a way
Wasnt waitin for hope
Now what u smell
On the neck
Is the creed or coach uh
