Put That Shit On
Baby wake up
Oi
Taste daves on the beat, yea
Put that shit on
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Pull up valet lift the door
My car still was running
Walk out your bitch life like
I walked off the field or something
Ab why you make the goat retire?
What's your deal or something
Buffalo skin on my coat
She think I play for the bills or something
She want to drive the boat
I'm tripping I'm thinking she talking about a yacht
Roberto cavali all over my body
I'm dripping all over the spot
This ain't no regular birkin bag
This was one made out of crop (crop)
Two fifty to put on my socks
I gotta ball, how could I not?
Three hundred to put on my watch
This is a mink no not a fox
We ain't supposed to make it this far
We really had came from the block (block)
We ain't supposed to take it this far
We taking this shit to the top (top)
Bet on mе this shit a lot (lot)
Counting me out, you a op (op)
Put that shit on
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Put that shit on
(Hey)
Jacking YSL, nevеr met thug
I can't fuck with her, she too extra
Plug her up like a tesla (Uh)
Think I may be running bucks up
Hundred buck club with my gun tucked
All black like a uber truck was
All purple like was in the cut was
Gave her rough sex call it tough love
Go to Mexico see the plug plug
Send it to you though call it grub hub
Up a dub, put it in the dub club
Big plays he gone clear the whole scene
I done linked with Ye, they done fucked up
Rose gold AP bust up
Calling her selena, all the new celines
Shit ain't even fair, we the super team
Get your money win your super bowl ring
G6 she gone chew the whole thing
Tom Ford on my dick when I dream
She gone want to eat the dick through the jeans
Wiper blues on my neck like its creed
You could still smell the stench when I leave
Put that shit on
Put that shit on
Put that shit on
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Put that shit on
Oi
Taste daves on the beat, yea
Put that shit on
Put that shit on
Put that shit on
Put that shit on
Put that shit on
Put that shit on
Put that shit on
Put that shit on
Pull up valet lift the door
My car still was running
Walk out your bitch life like
I walked off the field or something
Ab why you make the goat retire?
What's your deal or something
Buffalo skin on my coat
She think I play for the bills or something
She want to drive the boat
I'm tripping I'm thinking she talking about a yacht
Roberto cavali all over my body
I'm dripping all over the spot
This ain't no regular birkin bag
This was one made out of crop (crop)
Two fifty to put on my socks
I gotta ball, how could I not?
Three hundred to put on my watch
This is a mink no not a fox
We ain't supposed to make it this far
We really had came from the block (block)
We ain't supposed to take it this far
We taking this shit to the top (top)
Bet on mе this shit a lot (lot)
Counting me out, you a op (op)
Put that shit on
Put that shit on
Put that shit on
Put that shit on
Put that shit on
Put that shit on
Put that shit on
Put that shit on
(Hey)
Jacking YSL, nevеr met thug
I can't fuck with her, she too extra
Plug her up like a tesla (Uh)
Think I may be running bucks up
Hundred buck club with my gun tucked
All black like a uber truck was
All purple like was in the cut was
Gave her rough sex call it tough love
Go to Mexico see the plug plug
Send it to you though call it grub hub
Up a dub, put it in the dub club
Big plays he gone clear the whole scene
I done linked with Ye, they done fucked up
Rose gold AP bust up
Calling her selena, all the new celines
Shit ain't even fair, we the super team
Get your money win your super bowl ring
G6 she gone chew the whole thing
Tom Ford on my dick when I dream
She gone want to eat the dick through the jeans
Wiper blues on my neck like its creed
You could still smell the stench when I leave
Put that shit on
Put that shit on
Put that shit on
Put that shit on
Put that shit on
Put that shit on
Put that shit on
Put that shit on
Credits
Writer(s): Julian C Davis, David James Morse, Antonio Brown
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