‎put you on lyrics

[Chorus]
(But y'all said I shot in the air-)
Bee (Boy-)
(Watch this again-)
Bee (Hol' on)
I-I ain't drunk sh*t in 4 days (pus*y ass n*ggas)
Hi-Tech got me, outta space
H-H-Helmut Lang gon' save the day
Pop a X, get out my face
H-Hit a jugg, slime paid
W-We got hella f*ckin' K's
Boy, you broke stay in yo' place
Damn, I just spilled the eight
I'm in the back, wit' twin, he tryna shoot you in yo' face
You pull up, I bring K's
Choppa sing, Trey Songz
You could get put on
I put yo' whole team on
Which stick is the beam on?
Hoe ah-Hoe ahh n*gga, PEon
Huh, yeah (Ew)
In this bih, wit' yo' hoe, she turnt on
I got two Glocks, that'll do you
Got that MAC, f*ck yo' computer
What the f*ck?
Yeah, I'm trippin', mad as f*ck
Glock, Balenci' jacket, tucked
[Verse]
I'm just chasing after bucks
Will I fit CDG Homme plus?
Pour up Tech, for the rush
Got a TEC, for you bruh
Yeah, you fell off, n*gga, what?
And I can not put you on
Hit my DM, leave me 'lone
Yeah, leave me the f*ck alone
I pull up on twin, we gon' spin
Me and Lil Pete hanging in the wind, in the wind
I got hella shots just for your friend, bring yo' friend
Pull up, hella guap, drum like a band, trumpet (What? Yeah, yeahhh)
Pull up, hella guap, drum like a band, trumpet (What? Yeah, yeahhh)
Pu-Pull up, hella guap, drum like a band, trumpet (What? Yeah, yeahhh)
Pull up, hella guap, drum like a band, trumpet (What? Yeah, yeahhh)
Pull up, hella guap, drum like a band, trum-PET (What? Yeah, yeahhh)
(YOU HEAR ME?)

[Chorus]
Bee, bee
I-I ain't drunk sh*t in 4 days
Hi-Tech got me, outta space
H-H-Helmut Lang gon' save the day
Pop a X, get out my face
H-Hit a jugg, slime paid
W-We got hella f*ckin' K's
Boy, you broke stay in yo' place
Damn, I just spilled the eight
I'm in the back, wit' twin, he tryna shoot you in yo' face
You pull up, I bring K's
Choppa sing, Trey Songz
You could get put on
I put yo' whole team on
Which stick is the beam on? (But y'all said I shot in the air-) (Boy-)
Hoe ah-Hoe ahh n*gga, PEon (Watch this again-)
(Hol' on)
Huh, yeah (pus*y ass n*ggas)
In this bih, wit' yo' hoe, she turnt on
I got two Glocks, that'll do you
Got that MAC, f*ck yo' computer
What the f*ck?
Yeah, I'm trippin', mad as f*ck
Glock, Balenci' jacket, tucked
[Outro]
(Straight like that, n*gga)
(Ew)