Put Some $ On It (feat. Dead Rose)

Fye gang, BDL Street Music For The Block Yeah Trap music, Jack music Faaah Faah She shaking ass, put a lil money it Oh he gangsta put a lil money on him Oh he mad cause I get a lil money homie Well I aint stuntin, imma keep gettin money homie She shaking ass, put a lil money it Oh he gangsta put a lil money on him Oh he mad cause I get a lil money homie Well I aint stuntin, imma keep gettin money homie What the lick read, point the bag out Who lil baby over there wit her ass out I get to grabbin on the booty like I'm Cash Out She let me smack her on the booty cause my cash out Why these niggas mad what they hatin fo A couple racks on his head ill make him taste the floor Dead Rose the one who made god break the mold I love my cheese blue, like its made from mold Im another nigga whole different breed Put a hole in a nigga if he fuckin sneeze See these goons im wit, a whole bunch of gz Gat bussas, trap juggas all duckin ds You ain't my fuckin dawg, yall some fucking fleas Madd cause ya girl on my n u t z Bdl we the hottest hittaz on the seen Street Music For The Block ya na na na mean She shaking ass, put a lil money it Oh he gangsta put a lil money on him Oh he mad cause I get a lil money homie Well I aint stuntin, imma keep gettin money homie She shaking ass, put a lil money it Oh he gangsta put a lil money on him Oh he mad cause I get a lil money homie Well I aint stuntin, imma keep gettin money homie Grip the handle imma need the tape Blow ya candle imma need the cake Super trappn I dont need a cape But look if im throwin somethin lemme see it shake Shake, twerk somethin I need somethin goin wild Got the whole gang wit me rite now its goin down If you still aint doing nothing wit ya self then move from round Get a drink an sit yo bummin ass down We run the town Who want the smoke, fire something Tryna smoke, gettin lit I be hit looking to legit to quit, Hammer drip White fish city no Montana trip Smoking gas got me zoned just like how Atlanta is always been a stand up kid Yea I need them blue strips or the green For the block, for the block Whole city on a money scheme Around the clock, around the clock Hold me down She shaking ass, put a lil money it Oh he gangsta put a lil money on him Oh he mad cause I get a lil money homie Well I aint stuntin, imma keep gettin money homie She shaking ass, put a lil money it Oh he gangsta put a lil money on him Oh he mad cause I get a lil money homie Well I aint stuntin, imma keep gettin money homie