Mr. Put It On Lyrics

Mr. Put It On

Walk in the spot and my hood is on

She calling me short but uhh is long

Glock come with a beam for ya chromosome

Im sipping that wockesha

My lil throat goat she a eater

These ain't stars in a wraith it's a beamer

We may fuck to my shit on the speakers

Pop me a perc and fuck all night

All this ice on my neck caught a frost bite

See me opp and it's on site

I don't heazy in traffic won't think twice

Tip top cuz she my lil steppa

She calling me pa I just met her

She rubbing me down love the smell on the sweater

Love language let's get money together

Black and white like what do you need

Im riding with Stackz he gone fa out the v

Teeko my gang he gone dumb on this beat

With the movers and some of them slizz

Step out the crib i gotta be cautious

Hop on revel my niggas gone off it

Big Ebk niggas is bosses

Fuck what you jack get put in a coffin

Are you kidding me

I step in her crib won't get rid of me

No comp in the hood or the industry

These niggas they talk but speak gibbery

Give a fuck what you sign

I don't really rap, just speak from the mind

Remember when baggies was three for a dime

Two twin glocks and I ride with a nine

Mr. Put It On

Walk in the spot and my hood is on

She calling me short but uhh is long

Glock come with a beam for ya chromosome

Im sipping that wockesha

My lil throat goat she a eater

These ain't stars in a wraith it's a beamer

We may fuck to my shit on the speakers

Pop me a perc and fuck all night

All this ice on my neck caught a frost bite

See me opp and it's on site

I don't heazy in traffic won't think twice

Tip top cuz she my lil steppa

She calling me pa I just met her

She rubbing me down love the smell on the sweater

Love language let's get money together