Put it on the floor Gmix

Ay, ay, ay, ay Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Yeah, yeah, yeah Ay, niggas blowin' me for real, for real But that's what fans do You can keep my baby mama Heard the bitch was ran through Just don't be around my kids Or I'ma act a damn fool You want money? You want this and that Or where that other dude I'm not entering nobody's house If I'm not comfortable You a bitch, you actin' like your bitch So you a sucker too I'm matching energy I don't condone To see what you gon' do I can rap my ass up Like Skilla freestylin' to you Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah She talkin' bout rip her out the plastic Hell naw get back in that bitch Even Do my brother in that cell I know he on that savage shit My other brother out of town He must be flippin' packages I know a princess is what's best for me But I love ratchet shit I came a long way from the ghetto Flippin' on them mattresses Niggas switchin' up they life But I just call them actresses Cause that is not him It never was and never will be Ridin' round town With some killers that get real street Better duck your taco Heard they lookin' for the real Beef She said out of nowhere You got mean nah this the real me Shhh Now I'm on go mode Nowadays these niggas like to choose That's why I'm solo Naw wait I'm with like four more I've been ridin' with the same ones I don't need no more I don't even like hoes Make me think of them as pogos Fall off one nigga See the next and then they jump on I'm tryna get like Frozone Ice on my collarbone Feelin' like I'm Nino In the carter bumpin' two phones At 15 I was too grown Hot cars and new phones Ma aint want us smoking had to sneak up in that honeycomb It used to be Craig, Greg And ahhh my lil' brother gone I ain't gon' fake I start to tweak if I feel somethin' wrong My other brother gone But I ain't tweakin Cause he comin' home Yeah Yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah I ain't gon' tweak Cause he comin' home I ain't gon' tweak Cause he comin' home But I ain't tweakin Cause he comin' home But I ain't tweakin Cause he comin' home Yeah