Put That on Me

Lyrics
[Intro] (On the—, got a whole—, stats) (Through these hu—, got a whole—, math) (Put that shit on me, I put that shit on me) [Chorus] Bitch, I'm back outside, got a whole lotta racks on me Numbers on the board, I got a whole lotta stats on me Thumbin' through these hunnids, got a whole lotta math on me I put that shit on me, I put that shit on me [Verse 1] Back to back the hits, the [?] on average never miss I told her "Make a wish", like I'm a wizard with a stick This 7.62 might hit your stomach, make you shit I'm tryna keep my cool, I put a blizzard on my wrist I met her in Grenada, took that girl back to the 6 [?], with a Blicky on my hip I'm puttin' in this work like I was clockin' in a shift I made her call me "Daddy", turn your daughter to a milf Yeah, big boy budget, fuck it I've been ballin' hard, bitch, I'm feelin' like a Bucket Got a friend that work at Flame, I can look, but I can't touch it I can't meet her after dark, if I hit it, I'ma love it (I'ma love it) [Chorus] Bitch, I'm back outside, got a whole lotta racks on me Numbers on the board, I got a whole lotta stats on me Thumbin' through these hunnids, got a whole lotta math on me I put that shit on me, I put that shit on me [Verse 2] I rock Amiri jeans, it boosts my self esteem I seen it in the red, I put it in the green Codeine, promethazine, I put that in my tea I put on for my team, I put that shit on me (You ruin everything) Tryna take me down, I cannot make this shit up Family on my back, I'm finna take this shit up I've been fightin' demons, tryna break this shit up They been sleepin' on the kid, I'm finna wake this shit up Yeah, ran me up my bag and went ahead and copped a Lexus I've been drivin' fast, I looked around, I missed my exit I've been livin' good, I had a bacon strip for breakfast Why you playin' with my patience? I don't got it, why you testin'? I keep turnin' up, but I ain't puttin' in no effort She want me to cuff, but I cannot, I be like "Never" Stackin' up my money, it's too tall, I cannot measure I don't know why you with him, you know I always do it better [Chorus] Bitch, I'm back outside, got a whole lotta racks on me Numbers on the board, I got a whole lotta stats on me Thumbin' through these hunnids, got a whole lotta math on me I put that shit on me, I put that shit on me [Outro] (Bitch, I'm—, outside, got a whole—, racks) (On the b—, got a whole—, stats) (Through these hu—, got a whole—, math) (I put that shit on me, I put that shit on me)
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