Put it Down Lyrics

Too short

I guess I'm born to mack

I see a fine woman can't help but exploring that

She used to cats with that meer mortal rap

Cool flow but syllables punchlines and stories lack

So then I record a track

Takin up your space and you can't have your portion back

You want it?

Boy relax

Sittin fat gettin chips but you mean them oily flat

Snacks

I'll ignore the fact

That you're lyin on the mic bout where you pay your mortgage at

Same clothes cause you always short a stack

Of quarters for the laundry mat

You'd rather snort a pack

Up late plottin on a store to jack

Got jacked in the process when my homies 40 clacked

And we'll be pourin yak

Smokin quarter sacks that'll sack a quarterback

I'ma put it down for ya money and ambition Smoked out on the couch when I suddenly had

A vision

Like

Let's get these chips

Say man let's get this chedda

I'ma put it down for ya money and ambition

Smoked out on the couch when I suddenly had a vision

You're cool

You're so cool I'm gonna call you culo

I wonder if I struck the lotto

Would I change in anyway would I switch up my bottle

Give valet the keys to the carro

And tip him just enough he can't get shh but a taco

I spent so much puffin marlboros

Would I exchange that for trickin on brunch with models

I got enough bucks to buy yo's

I'd rather hit the street club with my muchachos

Throwin dollars for a rat to scrub the dance floor

In her ear like you ever made love in condos?

She might be scandalous but I got a bunch of hollows

So tell them jack boys maybe better luck tomorrow

What's the summertime for?

Live shows but I could only function high though

Look around how many thought I sunk but I rose

From San Anto

With a hundred and five

flows

I'ma put it down for ya money and ambition Smoked out on the couch when I suddenly had

A vision

Like

Let's get these chips

Say man let's get this chedda

I'ma put it down for ya money and ambition

Smoked out on the couch when I suddenly had a vision

You're cool

You're so cool I'm gonna call you culo

Too short

I guess I'm born to mack

I see a fine woman can't help but explorin that

Now I'm deep in her jungle A little game

Her knees get weak and they buckle

I gotta stop myself sometimes they'll be leavin

a puddle

Regardless if I was broke

That's not the reason I hustle

I'm tryin to shine for me

I know it's the season to come through

I've been humble

It's time for my ego to bubble

Fall back

But you wanna leap in the tussle

End up trippin on your feet and you stumble

They love trap and love drill

No one's repeatin your mumbles

You want them to bob their head

To the beat they don't want to

You mad

Ain't no need for a rumble

Plus I heard you got a policeman among you

It's not a laughin matter nope not even a chuckle

Your own people puzzled

Aimin for your teeth with a one-two

I'ma put it down for ya money and ambition Smoked out on the couch when I suddenly had

A vision

Like

Let's get these chips

Say man let's get this chedda

I'ma put it down for ya money and ambition

Smoked out on the couch when I suddenly had a vision

You're cool

You're so cool I'm gonna call you culo