Real Mr. Put It On Lyrics

Yeah

Not a boy cuz I turned to the man now

Took yo main chick cuz she love how I stand out

Giving out free swag, I love to give handouts

Finna blow up, got to act out my plan now

Yeah!

Man this shit feels way to easy

Don't know what I'm smoking, that pack's not on Leafly

Switching my hoes I do that shit biweekly

Smoking on Palmer, I'm not talking Keke

Frost on my wrist yeah King Zane feeling cooler

I get bout ten bags then I hit up my jeweler

I'm hot like some curry, my niggas all shooters

We not no tech geeks but we trap off computers

If you slide

You gon die

All my niggas gon ride

He feel small like a shrimp, we gon leave that boy fried

We wipe that boy nose but that nigga not slime

Then fuck his bm cuz that bitch way too fine

Damn, yes I'm just living too dangerous

Can't trust none you niggas, don't know who to hang with

She talking too much, told that lil chick to bang it

They take pics of my fit, man I feel like I'm famous

Real Mr. Put It On

Fucking yo bitch and she sing my songs

Feel just like Uzi, my money long

I get way too high, man someone please tell me what's going on?

She bite on my finger, my dick turn to titan (yeah)

Water my diamonds, that shit like Poseidon

My niggas good seekers, there's no point in hiding (yeah)

Chop by my side, bitch there's no point in fighting

Duu-duu-duu

Duu-duu-duu

Duu-duu-duu

Duu-duu-duu

Yeah, bitch we gon let that shit hit

Chopper karate, that shit finally kick

Body gymnastics, that shit finna flip

Not a boy cuz I turned to the man now

Took yo main chick cuz she love how I stand out

Giving out free swag, I love to give handouts

Finna blow up, got to act out my plan now

Yeah!

Man this shit feels way to easy

Don't know what I'm smoking, that pack's not on Leafly

Switching my hoes I do that shit biweekly

Smoking on Palmer, I'm not talking Keke

Yeah

Not a boy cuz I turned to the man now

Took yo main chick cuz she love how I stand out

Giving out free swag, I love to give handouts

Finna blow up, got to act out my plan now

Yeah!

Man this shit feels way to easy

Don't know what I'm smoking, that pack's not on Leafly

Switching my hoes I do that shit biweekly

Smoking on Palmer, I'm not talking Keke

Real Mr. Put It On

Fucking yo bitch and she sing my songs

Feel just like Uzi, my money long

I get way too high, man someone please tell me what's going on?

Real Mr. Put It On

Fucking yo bitch and she sing my songs

Feel just like Uzi, my money long

I get way too high, man someone please tell me what's going on?

Real Mr. Put It On

Real Mr. Put It On

Real Mr

Real Mr. Put It On

I get way too high, man someone please tell me what's going on?

Real Mr. Put It On

Real Mr. Put It On

Real Mr

Real Mr. Put It On

I get way too high, man someone please tell me what's going on?

Not a boy cuz I turned to the man now

Took yo main chick cuz she love how I stand out

Giving out free swag, I love to give handouts

Finna blow up, got to act out my plan now

Yeah! (Duu-duu-duu)

Man this shit feels way to easy

Don't know what I'm smoking, that pack's not on Leafly (Duu-duu-duu)

Switching my hoes I do that shit biweekly (Duu-duu-duu)

Smoking on Palmer, I'm not talking Keke (Duu-duu-duu)