Put That sh*t On lyrics

[Intro]
(Ayy, let that sh*t ride, Tav)

[Chorus: Big Yavo]
Off-White denim, Dior my shirt and my sneakers
She like how I put this sh*t on
I'm a big boss, I got my own fragrance
I don't even much put on cologne
These n*ggas 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

[Verse 1: Big Yavo]
Double cup filled to the top right now
'Cause I got this sh*t 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 n*ggas some scrubs
Steppin' on opps, man, these n*ggas some rugs
We havin' extensions, lil' b*tch, I'm a plug
Ayy, hit the show in a Sprinter with thugs
Bankroll nothin' but dubs

[Verse 2: Lil Bam]
She knowin' I'm havin' some sh*t
f*ck me in the trunk, don't need a big bed
Got a whole lotta bands in the bankroll
How the f*ck you expect me not to get a big head?
I got twenties and fifties and hundreds
That sh*t just look real pretty when I spread
Go spend 'bout forty or fifty on guns
If them b*tches catch me, we goin' to the feds
Mixin' Christian Dior with some sh*t
I don't even much know how to say it
b*tch crazy as hell talkin' 'bout she don't suck di*k
But she know how to beg
No security, but I ain't worryin' 'bout sh*t
Ridin' with some sh*t that's the size of a leg
Shoot through your chest and it come out your back
And that b*tch leave a hole that's the size of your head
I just be buyin' some sh*t that I can't even pronounce
I ain't tryin', I just put it on
These f*ck n*ggas lyin', they just make sh*t rhyme
When they talkin' gangster sh*t up in them songs
Might take me some time, but sh*t, I'ma grind
'Cause I am not ridin' no di*k for to get on
But remind, f*ck b*tch, if you get out of line
Then you'll f*ck 'round and get spit on
[Chorus: Big Yavo]
Off-White denim, Dior my shirt and my sneakers
She like how I put this sh*t on
I'm a big boss, I got my own fragrance
I don't even much put on cologne
These n*ggas 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 sh*t on
I'm a big boss, I got my own fragrance
I don't even much put on cologne
These n*ggas 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

[Verse 3: Big Yavo]
Ayy, just caught an opp b*tch outta bounds and I took her back home
What's that? That's a pick-six, ayy
Them n*ggas cool, but I ain' in they face, lil' b*tch, I ain't friendly, ayy
n*ggas say they love you, but for real, that sh*t be envy
Ayy, lil' b*tch, 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 b*tch suck di*k a lil' more sloppy if it's tinted
Brand new blue Charger
And it came with pink paper, this sh*t ain't rented
Ayy, f*ck the dubs, got hundreds and fifties today
Which car I'ma drive? How I'm feelin' today?
[Verse 4: Lil Bam]
Trap did good, so I'm chillin' today
sh*t, I think I made twenty today
Don't wan' f*ck , 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', b*tch, open the safe
We just land the weight by seven
The b*tch gon' kill the dog if he smell this sh*t
Post in the trap just to sell this sh*t
Just chill, 'cause he gon' mail the rest
This rap sh*t take too much of my time
Goddamn, I got some bales to stretch
I'm a grown-ass man, n*gga, watch your tone
Well, who the f*ck is you yellin' at?

[Chorus: Big Yavo]
Off-White denim, Dior my shirt and my sneakers
She like how I put this sh*t on
I'm a big boss, I got my own fragrance
I don't even much put on cologne
These n*ggas 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 sh*t on
I'm a big boss, I got my own fragrance
I don't even much put on cologne
These n*ggas 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