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