"Put You On" lyrics
(feat. Meech)
[Michigan Meech:]
Turnarounds in Tennessee, but KYs take a week
Cause running through bag, lil' nigga, as we speak
Got oranges, got grams that'll sweep 'em off they feet
Got .40s, got Ks that'll sweep 'em off they feet
Got molly, got X that'll get 'em on they feet
Got so many lines that'll get you on your feet
Money keep calling, dog, I can't go to sleep
In these streets, you a wolf or a motherfucking sheep
Got so many pills, bro got so many fiends
I'm a young kingpin, give a fuck about no beats
It's a grown-man business, dog, what you niggas need?
Got halves, got wholes, shit you niggas never seen
Used to dream about a bag, now them bitches getting sold
Used to dream about a Benz, now them bitches getting drove
Used to dream about a Rolex, now them bitches getting froze
Now I make it back home pouring pints and pouring Rosé
Bitch, I'm a boss, I can put you on your feet (I swear)
Boy, you looking lost, I can put you on your feet (Come on)
Bitch, you want some Loubs? I can put 'em on your feet (Muah)
Self-made boss, nobody put me on my feet (Nobody)
When you getting to it, hoes kiss your hands and your feet
A thousand of them one-thangs that'll put you on your feet (Yeah)
Shout out to myself 'cause I put me on my feet
Come shop with me, boy, I can put you on your feet (Ayy, real gutta shit)
[Damedot:]
Send the dog to the V, turnarounds, me and Meech
Sweeze on his way to the K now as we speak
If you niggas need a half or better, call Clee
If your bitch tired of you, tell the hoe call me
I can't drive it if it ain't a RT
Big Ruccis got the truck looking like an RV
Clio keep calling, dog, I can't go to sleep
In these streets, you a bitch or a motherfucking beast
Damedot, bitch, I get love from the fiends
Ten in my pants, I get love from my jeans
This that grown-man business, dog, fuck a nigga mean?
Hit a nigga with a yop stick he ain't never seen
Used to dream about a foreign, now them bitches getting priced
Used to dream about a Rollie, now them bitches getting iced
Used to dream about winning, now this shit real life
Shop with me, dog, put you on your feet tonight, nigga
[Michigan Meech:]
Bitch, I'm a boss, I can put you on your feet (I swear)
Boy, you looking lost, I can put you on your feet (Come on)
Bitch, you want some Loubs? I can put 'em on your feet (Muah)
Self-made boss, nobody put me on my feet (Nobody)
When you getting to it, hoes kiss your hands and your feet
A thousand of them one-thangs that'll put you on your feet (Yeah)
Shout out to myself 'cause I put me on my feet
Come shop with me, boy, I can put you on your feet
Turnarounds in Tennessee, but KYs take a week
Cause running through bag, lil' nigga, as we speak
Got oranges, got grams that'll sweep 'em off they feet
Got .40s, got Ks that'll sweep 'em off they feet
Got molly, got X that'll get 'em on they feet
Got so many lines that'll get you on your feet
Money keep calling, dog, I can't go to sleep
In these streets, you a wolf or a motherfucking sheep
Got so many pills, bro got so many fiends
I'm a young kingpin, give a fuck about no beats
It's a grown-man business, dog, what you niggas need?
Got halves, got wholes, shit you niggas never seen
Used to dream about a bag, now them bitches getting sold
Used to dream about a Benz, now them bitches getting drove
Used to dream about a Rolex, now them bitches getting froze
Now I make it back home pouring pints and pouring Rosé
Bitch, I'm a boss, I can put you on your feet (I swear)
Boy, you looking lost, I can put you on your feet (Come on)
Bitch, you want some Loubs? I can put 'em on your feet (Muah)
Self-made boss, nobody put me on my feet (Nobody)
When you getting to it, hoes kiss your hands and your feet
A thousand of them one-thangs that'll put you on your feet (Yeah)
Shout out to myself 'cause I put me on my feet
Come shop with me, boy, I can put you on your feet (Ayy, real gutta shit)
[Damedot:]
Send the dog to the V, turnarounds, me and Meech
Sweeze on his way to the K now as we speak
If you niggas need a half or better, call Clee
If your bitch tired of you, tell the hoe call me
I can't drive it if it ain't a RT
Big Ruccis got the truck looking like an RV
Clio keep calling, dog, I can't go to sleep
In these streets, you a bitch or a motherfucking beast
Damedot, bitch, I get love from the fiends
Ten in my pants, I get love from my jeans
This that grown-man business, dog, fuck a nigga mean?
Hit a nigga with a yop stick he ain't never seen
Used to dream about a foreign, now them bitches getting priced
Used to dream about a Rollie, now them bitches getting iced
Used to dream about winning, now this shit real life
Shop with me, dog, put you on your feet tonight, nigga
[Michigan Meech:]
Bitch, I'm a boss, I can put you on your feet (I swear)
Boy, you looking lost, I can put you on your feet (Come on)
Bitch, you want some Loubs? I can put 'em on your feet (Muah)
Self-made boss, nobody put me on my feet (Nobody)
When you getting to it, hoes kiss your hands and your feet
A thousand of them one-thangs that'll put you on your feet (Yeah)
Shout out to myself 'cause I put me on my feet
Come shop with me, boy, I can put you on your feet
