Letra de Thinking About Drilling - Baka Not Nice

So, one time, Baka told me a story about, uh (Grow up, nigga)

When he had a young ting over

He said, uh, the conversation went somethin' like

I said, "Bae, how you feeling?" (She said, "Bae, how you feeling?")

She was too high, chillin' on the ceiling (Okay, mm)

She start talking 'bout some shit, I wasn't listenin' (Wasn't listenin')

I was too busy thinkin' 'bout drillin' (Thinkin' 'bout drillin')

She wanna shop (Wanna shop), I want some top though (Want some top though)

"Baka Not Nice, how could you not know?" (How could you not know?)

Hey, pull up to the crib, we on the top floor (On the top floor)

Put her on some coke, now it's a rock show (It's a rock show)

I need a hot ho (Hot bitch)

One that bring me money and set up niggas (And set up niggas)

One that get the bag and don't stunt niggas (And don't stunt niggas)

I don't got no shooter, I go hunt niggas (I got hunt niggas)

She wanna pull up, I don't punt though (I don't kick it)

I'ma ask my question at the front door (I say fuck it)

Yeah, smokin' somethin' louder than a skunk though (Nigga, it's toasting)

Casamigos bussin' from the liquor store (Let's go)

I said, "Bae, how you feeling?" (She said, "Bae, how you feeling?")

She was too high, chillin' on the ceiling (Okay, mm)

She start talking 'bout some shit, I wasn't listenin' (Wasn't listenin')

I was too busy thinkin' 'bout drillin' (Thinkin' 'bout drillin')

She wanna shop (Wanna shop), I want some top though (Want some top though)

"Baka Not Nice, how could you not know?" (How could you not know?)

Hey, pull up to the crib, we on the top floor (On the top floor)

Put her on some coke, now it's a rock show (It's a rock show)

¿Te encanta la letra de Thinking About Drilling? ¡Compártela con tus amigos!