Mr. Put It On

I’m Mr put it on, w da tag n a ounce Ian mr hit my phone cause yo bag thru da couch Bitch wyo she got stabbed in da mouf Don’t b actin like it’s love wen u charge diamount x2 Don b actin like it’s love niggas hate me I been cookin up a storm come n taste deez Maserati or da coupe jus b safe please Errywhere I go I’m zoomin One 80 Dey like bands where u at I want babies I said ion got the time like a AP My Lu hitta send shots like he a Brady Erry too keep da one off da safety You in love, w da likes, but get no love She gon ride, like a bike , while I roll up Say she finna get da honey I’m like go dum it l Ima bust on ha face like I told ha Green beam on da stick it’s a Martian Let a opp fall asleep it’s a garden Nba w da Loui feel like harden Nigga kno me at da doe as da artis Bitch wya you got five minutes It get cold on da wris wen my time tickin Stick ebk it don like niggas I put money n da power over my feelins Goofy ass nigga don say nun while Ian der We got poles We got tools dis shi lookin like da fair 2 matchin guns I say dis a pretty pair You get pop like a vein let a f*ck nigga stare I’m Mr put it on, w da tag n a ounce Ian mr hit my phone cause yo bag thru da couch Bitch wyo she got stabbed in da mouf Don’t b actin like it’s love wen u charge diamount x2