Put It On Me

I aint dead my homie you can put it on me
I ride there with homies you can put it on me
My grade is A grade I keep it on a roll
Prolly got head caved I keep it on the low
I keep very solid on my side
And I keep for my brother Ima slide
I aint dead my homie you can put it on me
Put it on me
Put it on me

These niggas gorillas they aint playing
Baboon niggas everyday getting slained
I take the S out of Spain
Your ankles will get sprained thats if you
Think this a game sugarcoaters you'll be cane I be in
Side of my pocket hang around like a locket
Every shot I cock it I take this I wont drop it
I really will take the game for every little gain you niggas pop it
But when it came to the action you never rock it
I'll cock it over and over
I will move like a Rover
Ass soft as a sofa had to tell her bend it over
I been the Jehovah
When its hot in the kitchen a nigga like me be the stover
To get to this position needed to beat me a three leaf clover
I will be Hova I'm knee deep loaves up
Meaning I do be in my bread never had it twisted like dread
I just be cautious about where I tread protecting all my street cred
Born and raised from the crumbs is how a nigga was really bred
For real

I aint dead my homie you can put it on me
I ride there with homies you can put it on me
My grade is A grade I keep it on a roll
Prolly got head caved I keep it on the low
I keep very solid on my side
And I keep for my brother Ima slide
I aint dead my homie you can put it on me
Put it on me
Put it on me

Look
Banana clips on all my niggorillas
You can miss me with the monkey business
Quit lying through your teeth nigga get out your feelings I'm the fucking realest
These young niggas is tryna master a technique that I invented uh
Get your prepositions right
Cause I dont think you understand I still got the upperhand
Enjoy your five minutes uh
I wrote my way outta the hood with these lyrics
Couple snake niggas tried to photobomb the bigger picture just know
They cropped out if you dont see them niggas with us uh
Fuck a rap verse I write scriptures
I aint talking rap money when I say I'm tryna touch millions dawg I want it all
And everything is what I'm coming for, fuck the law
I'm stealing shows, killing rappers dawg
Just like the ex con Jimmy I thought I'd better call Saul
Sky's the limit and we taking off
I dont wanna see my mama crying anymore thats who I do it for

I aint dead my homie you can put it on me
I ride there with homies you can put it on me
My grade is A grade I keep it on a roll
Prolly got head caved I keep it on the low
I keep very solid on my side
And I keep for my brother Ima slide
I aint dead my homie you can put it on me
Put it on me
Put it on me



Credits
Writer(s): Lehlohonolo Ronald Mataboge, Thato Matlebyane, Regaugetse Leshabane, Theo Kekana
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