Put It On

Woke up today and put it on, she say she smell success, I say nah bae that's my cologne
She love the way I flex, I'm smokin' Lesnar, this thing strong
Can't get this out the store, I make a call, get that shit flown
These lil niggas can't even dress for real
Yeah lil momma bad and she got sex appeal
I wasn't even tryna fuck, I got that neck, then pealed, she wish I stayed
I can't lay up, can't take no cuts, bitch I'm too paid
I been that man since I had braids, they dread the fact they wish I fade
I can't be fucked with in this fashion, today my Glock gon' match my Jays
Today my Glock gon' match my fit, hat match my shirt, shirt match my bitch
These niggas might dress but not like this, Kaliimarii bag brown, Gimme That like Chris
I'm tellin' y'all now, that nigga don't miss, I'm havin' shit with the tag on it
One of one letterman, only one with it, you fuckin' right, I spent a bag on it
I'm that type of nigga, I want it, I get it, the freshest young flyest, lit nigga in my city
I wear that shit once and then I leave it sittin
I be in her guts, you be in her mentions, we different
Fresh can be when you see me, I'm drippin
I get a bag, just as fast you listenin
Niggas be mad if they have my position
They probably a crash, so I don't know why they trippin
Tell em' go get em' a mop how I'm spilling
I stack it up to the top, to the ceiling
Ran up a sack, fell in love with the feelin
Now I cannot stop until I get a billion
Woke up and put that shit together
Look outside and see it's gloomy
Cool my Glock, go match my sweater
Lil sexy bitch, she tryna chew me
That Jimmy Aqua, make her wetter
Knew I was gon' be Him back with my Tete
Had that Jetta, these lil' niggas, ain't even that
For real, I don't care shit bout no fame
I just rap to heal
They found my homie guilty, we tryna get that appealed
He on the way
Tell em' free the gang bitch
Woke up today and put it on
She say she smell success, I say nah, bae, that's my cologne
She love the way I flex, I'm smokin' Lesnar, this that strong
Can't get this out the store, I make a call, get that shit flown
These lil' niggas can't even dress, for real
Yeah lil momma bad and she got sex, appeal
I wasn't even tryna fuck, I got that neck, than pealed
She wish I stayed, I can't lay up
Can't take no cuts, bitch, I'm too paid
Can't take no cuts, bitch, I'm too paid
Can't take no cuts, bitch, I'm too
Can't take no cuts, bitch, I'm too paid
Bitch, I'm too