Think About It
Naughty Boy Lyrics

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Yeah
You know it's Naughty Boy and young Khalifa man
Hotel Cabana, Taylor Gang

Got me up all night
Just to start a fight
You don't wanna think about it
You drink about it

You smoke about it
Don't talk about it
Every nights the same
Who's the one to blame?
You don't wanna think about it
You drink about it
You smoke about it
Don't talk about it
Don't make it easy for yourself

13's on my Impala, raw cone filled with chronic smoke
Homie, I got game like the Shuttlesworth fam
Milk these lames for what they worth
HUF socks, ashes on my shirt, three wheel motion all you motherfuckers
The Porsche in the garage then got a life for my dogs
I had nothing at all but now I take trips to Vegas
Rolling up, playing songs on my oldies playlist
Diamonds on my fist, Rollie on my wrist, my life's the shit

Got me up all night
Just to start a fight
You don't wanna think about it
You drink about it
You smoke about it
Don't talk about it
Every nights the same
Who's the one to blame?
You don't wanna think about it
You drink about it
You smoke about it
Don't talk about it
Don't make it easy for yourself

Standing over the terrace, made so much last year
These lil' niggas should be embarrassed
Claim we the same, but the difference is apparent
Copy my style so much they got me like 'where the fuck is their parents?'
Smoking so much that the public think it's scary
But I don't give a fuck, I'm rolling another one up
And giving middle fingers to you little fucks
Who get online and say I suck, long time you rolling papers and wearing chucks
And I ain't even had my best year, ten cars, 20 million, fuck I'ma do next year?

Got me up all night
Just to start a fight
You don't wanna think about it
You drink about it
You smoke about it
Don't talk about it
Every nights the same
Who's the one to blame?
You don't wanna think about it
You drink about it
You smoke about it

Don't talk about it
Don't make it easy for yourself

Overall Meaning

The lyrics in the song 'Think About It' by Naughty Boy featuring Wiz Khalifa is a representation of the escapism and denial that comes with addiction. The chorus has an almost hypnotic repetition with three vices, drinking, smoking, and ignoring thoughts. The song is about denial, struggling to face reality, and using different methods to avoid facing the truth. Wiz Khalifa's verse is a mixture of boasting about his material accomplishments and addressing criticism for his lifestyle. His verse seems to embrace his love for weed and money, and his ability to handle the public who try to shame him, which solidifies the concept of repression that the song represents.

The song's lyrics’ main message is that one's addiction offers temporary comfort but ultimately causes personal harm, and rather than denying or avoiding it by indulging in unhealthy habits or activities, it's necessary to embrace, accept and address it. The song urges listeners to stop evading reality by drinking and smoking, and rather than suppressing anxiety, face their problems.

Line by Line Meaning

Got me up all night
I'm kept awake every night

Just to start a fight
Just to argue and be confrontational

You don't wanna think about it
You're avoiding facing the problem

You drink about it
You use alcohol to temporarily forget about it

You smoke about it
You use drugs to temporarily forget about it

Don't talk about it
You refuse to discuss it

Every nights the same
This happens repeatedly

Who's the one to blame?
Who is responsible for this situation?

Don't make it easy for yourself
Don't avoid dealing with the problem directly

13's on my Impala, raw cone filled with chronic smoke
Extravagant car and drug habits

Homie, I got game like the Shuttlesworth fam
I have skills like the fictional basketball family in 'He Got Game'

Milk these lames for what they worth
Take advantage of people who are beneath me

HUF socks, ashes on my shirt, three wheel motion all you motherfuckers
Details of my attire and car, brushing off haters

The Porsche in the garage then got a life for my dogs
Luxury car for myself and my friends

I had nothing at all but now I take trips to Vegas
I used to have nothing but now I live a lavish lifestyle

Rolling up, playing songs on my oldies playlist
Smoking drugs and listening to old music

Diamonds on my fist, Rollie on my wrist, my life's the shit
I have expensive jewelry and my life is amazing

Standing over the terrace, made so much last year
I made a lot of money last year

These lil' niggas should be embarrassed
These young people should feel ashamed of themselves

Claim we the same, but the difference is apparent
They claim we're the same, but there's a clear difference

Copy my style so much they got me like 'where the fuck is their parents?'
People copy my style and I wonder about their upbringing

Smoking so much that the public think it's scary
I smoke so much that some people are frightened

But I don't give a fuck, I'm rolling another one up
I don't care and I'm going to smoke more anyway

And giving middle fingers to you little fucks
I'm insulting my haters

Who get online and say I suck, long time you rolling papers and wearing chucks
My haters insult me online and I insult them back

And I ain't even had my best year, ten cars, 20 million, fuck I'ma do next year?
I haven't even peaked yet and I have a lot of money and cars, what am I going to do next year?

Lyrics © TuneCore Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Shahid Khan, Mustafa Armando Ibrahim Omer, James Terence Murray, Andrea Monica Martin, Cameron Jibril Thomaz

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