Big Yavo, Lil Bam - Put That Shit On lyrics
[Big Yavo, Lil Bam - Put That Shit On lyrics]
(Ayy, let that shit ride, Tav)
Off White denim
Dior my shirt and my sneakers
She like how I put this shit on
I'm a big boss, I got my own fragrance
I don't even much put on cologne
These niggas turned they back on me, damn
That's crazy
They ain't even much wearin' VLONE
Just got in my zone
Countin' up racks, hands full
Play callin', can't pick up the phone, ayy
Double cup filled to the top right now
'Cause I got this shit here out the mud
I'm havin' carats
Ain't talkin' 'bout hare
My diamonds be water, them hoes out the tub
Ain't talking doctors
These niggas some scrubs
Steppin' on opps, man
These niggas some rugs
We havin' extensions, lil' bitch
I'm a plug
Ayy, hit the show in a Sprinter with thugs
Bankroll nothin' but dubs
She knowin' I'm havin' some shit
Fuck me in the trunk, don't need a big bed
Got a whole lotta bands in the bankroll
How the fuck you expect me not
To get a big head?
I got twenties and fifties and hundreds
That shit just look real pretty when I spread
Go spend 'bout forty or fifty on guns
If them bitches catch me
We goin' to the feds
Mixin' Christian Dior with some shit
I don't even much know how to say it
Bitch crazy as hell talkin' 'bout
She don't suck dick but she know how to beg
No security
But I ain't worryin' 'bout shit
Ridin' with some shit that's the
Size of a leg
Shoot through your chest and it
Come out your back
And that bitch leave a hole that's
The size of your head
I just be buyin' some shit
That I can't even pronounce
I ain't tryin', I just put it on
These fuck niggas lyin'
They just make shit rhyme
When they talkin' gangster shit
Up in them songs
Might take me some time, but shit
I'ma grind 'Cause I am not ridin' no
Dick for to get on but remind, fuck bitch
If you get out of line
Then you'll fuck 'round and get spit on
Off White denim
Dior my shirt and my sneakers
She like how I put this shit on
I'm a big boss, I got my own fragrance
I don't even much put on cologne
These niggas turned they back on me, damn
That's crazy
They ain't even much wearin' VLONE
Just got in my zone
Countin' up racks, hands full
Play callin', can't pick up the phone
Off White denim
Dior my shirt and my sneakers
She like how I put this shit on
I'm a big boss, I got my own fragrance
I don't even much put on cologne
These niggas turned they back on me, damn
That's crazy
They ain't even much wearin' VLONE
Just got in my zone
Countin' up racks, hands full
Play callin', can't pick up the phone
Ayy, just caught an opp bitch outta bounds
And I took her back home
What's that? That's a pick-six, ayy
Them niggas cool, but I ain' in they
Face, lil' bitch, I ain't friendly, ayy
Niggas say they love you, but for real
That shit be envy
Ayy, lil' bitch, I'm at the trap
You get pat down before you enter
I say country boy, just spent a
Whole Mark Ingram inside Lenox, ayy
Freaky bitch suck dick a lil'
More sloppy if it's tinted
Brand new blue Charger
And it came with pink paper
This shit ain't rented ayy, fuck the dubs
Got hundreds and fifties today
Which car I'ma drive? How
I'm feelin' today?
Trap did good, so I'm chillin' today
Shit, I think I made twenty today
Don't wan' fuck
Keep tellin' me that she gay
Wan' nut on her titties and face
Swear to God that I be trying to change
But I'm too stuck in my ways
And if I flop, then I'm gon' rob
Gon' up this Drac', bitch, open the safe
We just land the weight by seven
The bitch gon' kill the dog
If he smell this shit
Post in the trap just to sell this shit
Just chill, 'cause he gon' mail the rest
This rap shit take too much of my time
Goddamn, I got some bales to stretch
I'm a grown-ass man, nigga, watch your tone
Well, who the fuck is you yellin' at?
Off White denim
Dior my shirt and my sneakers
She like how I put this shit on
I'm a big boss, I got my own fragrance
I don't even much put on cologne
These niggas turned they back on me, damn
That's crazy
They ain't even much wearin' VLONE
Just got in my zone
Countin' up racks, hands full
Play callin', can't pick up the phone
Off White denim
Dior my shirt and my sneakers
She like how I put this shit on
I'm a big boss, I got my own fragrance
I don't even much put on cologne
These niggas turned they back on me, damn
That's crazy
They ain't even much wearin' VLONE
Just got in my zone
Countin' up racks, hands full
Play callin', can't pick up the phone
Off White denim
Dior my shirt and my sneakers
She like how I put this shit on
I'm a big boss, I got my own fragrance
I don't even much put on cologne
These niggas turned they back on me, damn
That's crazy
They ain't even much wearin' VLONE
Just got in my zone
Countin' up racks, hands full
Play callin', can't pick up the phone, ayy
Double cup filled to the top right now
'Cause I got this shit here out the mud
I'm havin' carats
Ain't talkin' 'bout hare
My diamonds be water, them hoes out the tub
Ain't talking doctors
These niggas some scrubs
Steppin' on opps, man
These niggas some rugs
We havin' extensions, lil' bitch
I'm a plug
Ayy, hit the show in a Sprinter with thugs
Bankroll nothin' but dubs
She knowin' I'm havin' some shit
Fuck me in the trunk, don't need a big bed
Got a whole lotta bands in the bankroll
How the fuck you expect me not
To get a big head?
I got twenties and fifties and hundreds
That shit just look real pretty when I spread
Go spend 'bout forty or fifty on guns
If them bitches catch me
We goin' to the feds
Mixin' Christian Dior with some shit
I don't even much know how to say it
Bitch crazy as hell talkin' 'bout
She don't suck dick but she know how to beg
No security
But I ain't worryin' 'bout shit
Ridin' with some shit that's the
Size of a leg
Shoot through your chest and it
Come out your back
And that bitch leave a hole that's
The size of your head
I just be buyin' some shit
That I can't even pronounce
I ain't tryin', I just put it on
These fuck niggas lyin'
They just make shit rhyme
When they talkin' gangster shit
Up in them songs
Might take me some time, but shit
I'ma grind 'Cause I am not ridin' no
Dick for to get on but remind, fuck bitch
If you get out of line
Then you'll fuck 'round and get spit on
Off White denim
Dior my shirt and my sneakers
She like how I put this shit on
I'm a big boss, I got my own fragrance
I don't even much put on cologne
These niggas turned they back on me, damn
That's crazy
They ain't even much wearin' VLONE
Just got in my zone
Countin' up racks, hands full
Play callin', can't pick up the phone
Off White denim
Dior my shirt and my sneakers
She like how I put this shit on
I'm a big boss, I got my own fragrance
I don't even much put on cologne
These niggas turned they back on me, damn
That's crazy
They ain't even much wearin' VLONE
Just got in my zone
Countin' up racks, hands full
Play callin', can't pick up the phone
Ayy, just caught an opp bitch outta bounds
And I took her back home
What's that? That's a pick-six, ayy
Them niggas cool, but I ain' in they
Face, lil' bitch, I ain't friendly, ayy
Niggas say they love you, but for real
That shit be envy
Ayy, lil' bitch, I'm at the trap
You get pat down before you enter
I say country boy, just spent a
Whole Mark Ingram inside Lenox, ayy
Freaky bitch suck dick a lil'
More sloppy if it's tinted
Brand new blue Charger
And it came with pink paper
This shit ain't rented ayy, fuck the dubs
Got hundreds and fifties today
Which car I'ma drive? How
I'm feelin' today?
Trap did good, so I'm chillin' today
Shit, I think I made twenty today
Don't wan' fuck
Keep tellin' me that she gay
Wan' nut on her titties and face
Swear to God that I be trying to change
But I'm too stuck in my ways
And if I flop, then I'm gon' rob
Gon' up this Drac', bitch, open the safe
We just land the weight by seven
The bitch gon' kill the dog
If he smell this shit
Post in the trap just to sell this shit
Just chill, 'cause he gon' mail the rest
This rap shit take too much of my time
Goddamn, I got some bales to stretch
I'm a grown-ass man, nigga, watch your tone
Well, who the fuck is you yellin' at?
Off White denim
Dior my shirt and my sneakers
She like how I put this shit on
I'm a big boss, I got my own fragrance
I don't even much put on cologne
These niggas turned they back on me, damn
That's crazy
They ain't even much wearin' VLONE
Just got in my zone
Countin' up racks, hands full
Play callin', can't pick up the phone
Off White denim
Dior my shirt and my sneakers
She like how I put this shit on
I'm a big boss, I got my own fragrance
I don't even much put on cologne
These niggas turned they back on me, damn
That's crazy
They ain't even much wearin' VLONE
Just got in my zone
Countin' up racks, hands full
Play callin', can't pick up the phone