Put It On Lyrics[Chorus: Yeat]
(Curesful)
"Where'd you put my racks? Put 'em on the table" (Hah, hah, hah, hah, hah)
Bitch said she need some change, yeah, call the label (Hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah)
Move, I said, "Where'd you put on?" Put it on the table (Move, I said move, I said move, I said move)
Move, I said, "Where'd you put on?" Put it on the table (Move, I said move, I said move, I said move, come on, yeah)
Red bottom shoes, but these not Christian Lou' (Phew)
Yeah, that bitch my favorite bih' if that bitch don't need no lube (Yeah)
Geek up, take a Pеrcocet and X, that's what I do, yeah (Ack)
Every morning, I feel likе inside the ad with Terry Crews
I just crashed the fucking car and got a new Tesla (Yeah-yeah, yeah)
I forgot the Trackhawk, the bih' ain't have no auto-driving (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I'm extra mad, 'cause at the same time she calling me (Ack)
I blocked this bitch like five times, new number keep calling me (Yeah, yeah)
[Open Verse]
(Curesful)