Put It On lyrics

[Chorus: Yeat]
(Curesful)
"Where'd you put my racks? Put 'em on the table" (Hah, hah, hah, hah, hah)
b*tch 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 b*tch my favorite bih' if that b*tch don't need no lube (Yeah)
Geek up, take a Pеrcocet and X, that's what I do, yeah (Ack)
Every morning, I feel insanе like the ad with Terry Crews
I just crashed the f*cking 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 b*tch like five times, new number keep calling me (Yeah, yeah)

[Open Verse]
(Curesful)