Mr. PutItOn (Freestyle) Lyrics

(Boy this shit ain't nothin' aye)

(Prada shoes 800 boy this shit ain't nothin')

(Make my semi fully if I press this button, bitch I smell like money)

(Yeah, Aye)

(OTLILBITCH)

Prada shoes 800

Boy that shit aint nothin'

Make my semi fully if I press this button, bitch I smell like money

Gucci slides when I wake up, then hopped in Dior runners

On the block in this Nike Tech, I got the strap tucked under

We might pop out looking like some licks, but ain't shit sweet about us

Bet not try it, nigga use yo head or get the meat knocked out it

And my bitch goin' do whatever I say, she won't even think about it

You get taxed if you ain't from round this way

It ain't no way around it

Run it up or get ran over

Fill my cup till it runneth over

Foe nem got me so damn high I'm slurring talking, fallin' over

Unload the clip and then reload it

If he rat we fuck him over

I got shooters on my payroll, get you whacked on a short notice (Aye)

Bitch I put that shit on (Aye)

Broke ass nigga get shit on

Lame ass hoe get spit on, RP perks I pop this ain't no fentanyl (Aye)

Fuck yo feelings (Aye)

Fuck these hoes I ain't gon trick off (Aye)

But if she bad I might just buy a bag and put her tits on...

(Aw Yeah, Let's Get It)

Or might just lift ha ass up

She let me slang and I ain't know her name, forgot to ask her

Ain't hit my blunt it make her anxious, and plus she got asthma

I told her cool baby just be smooth, and roll that gas up

And no this ain't no regular jeep baby this the fast one

And no yo nigga not like me baby he got passed up

And if that boy get out his body he get body bagged up

The only way to keep gettin' money, act like you never had none (Bitch)

Prada shoes 800

Boy that shit aint nothin'

Make my semi fully if I press this button, bitch I smell like money

Gucci slides when I wake up, then hopped in Dior runners

On the block in this Nike Tech, I got the strap tucked under

We might pop out looking like some licks, but ain't shit sweet about us

Bet not try it, nigga use yo head or get the meat knocked out it

And my bitch gon' do whatever I say, she won't even think about it

You get taxed if you ain't from round this way

It ain't no way around it

(Nigga)

(LMG4L)

(Got Iggy in this bitch with me)

(OTLILBITCH)

(Y'all know how that go boy)

(Gang shit)

(Let's Rock)