Put It On Lyrics

Woke up today and put it on, she say she smell success, I say nah bae that's my cologne

She love the way I flex, I'm smokin' Lesnar, this thing strong

Can't get this out the store, I make a call, get that shit flown

These lil niggas can't even dress for real

Yeah lil momma bad and she got sex appeal

I wasn't even tryna fuck, I got that neck, then pealed, she wish I stayed

I can't lay up, can't take no cuts, bitch I'm too paid

I been that man since I had braids, they dread the fact they wish I fade

I can't be fucked with in this fashion, today my Glock gon' match my Jays

Today my Glock gon' match my fit, hat match my shirt, shirt match my bitch

These niggas might dress but not like this, Kaliimarii bag brown, Gimme That like Chris

I'm tellin' y'all now, that nigga don't miss, I'm havin' shit with the tag on it

One of one letterman, only one with it, you fuckin' right, I spent a bag on it

I'm that type of nigga, I want it, I get it, the freshest young flyest, lit nigga in my city

I wear that shit once and then I leave it sittin

I be in her guts, you be in her mentions, we different

Fresh can be when you see me, I'm drippin

I get a bag, just as fast you listenin

Niggas be mad if they have my position

They probably a crash, so I don't know why they trippin

Tell em' go get em' a mop how I'm spilling

I stack it up to the top, to the ceiling

Ran up a sack, fell in love with the feelin

Now I cannot stop until I get a billion

Woke up and put that shit together

Look outside and see it's gloomy

Cool my Glock, go match my sweater

Lil sexy bitch, she tryna chew me

That Jimmy Aqua, make her wetter

Knew I was gon' be Him back with my Tete

Had that Jetta, these lil' niggas, ain't even that

For real, I don't care shit bout no fame

I just rap to heal

They found my homie guilty, we tryna get that appealed

He on the way

Tell em' free the gang bitch

Woke up today and put it on

She say she smell success, I say nah, bae, that's my cologne

She love the way I flex, I'm smokin' Lesnar, this that strong

Can't get this out the store, I make a call, get that shit flown

These lil' niggas can't even dress, for real

Yeah lil momma bad and she got sex, appeal

I wasn't even tryna fuck, I got that neck, than pealed

She wish I stayed, I can't lay up

Can't take no cuts, bitch, I'm too paid

Can't take no cuts, bitch, I'm too paid

Can't take no cuts, bitch, I'm too

Can't take no cuts, bitch, I'm too paid

Bitch, I'm too