[Lyrics]




put that lil boy on a shirt
put that lil boy on a shirt
put that lil boy on a shirt
put that lil boy on a shirt
put that lil boy on a shirt

told that bitch stick too the plan, the money im making he cant
stop flexin boy you can’t show bands
pointed at his feet, nigga he dance
this bitch spoiled she going too france
keep pouring that’s sum i chant
hating niggas giving rants 
hop out i show what i can

upping my money some more take that bitch shopping we go to the store 
play with my niggas we cut off your throat 
shot him wit fye that pussy boy float
them niggas keep playing i’ll pull up wit sticks
ur glock dont got nun my glock got a switch
that pussy boy lay on the ground wit a twitch 
running up outta there somebody snitched

i need me sum money give a fuck bout sum fame
im breaking her back nigga jus like bane
popping a bottle I need champagne 
hating on me nigga what you gain 
and a nigga better not steal the chain
hear the fye boy that shit got a rang
take my bitch on a trip out to spain 
private jet henny right in the plane 

put that lil boy on a shirt
put that lil boy on a shirt
put that lil boy on a shirt
put that lil boy on a shirt
put that lil boy on a shirt
put that lil boy on a shirt
put that lil boy on a shirt

that boy bluffin he gon churp
yo cousin gon die in the dirt
them niggas keep playing get murked
she lay dat pussy when i flirt

on my hip if a nigga gon lurk
top 3 nigga im the first
old friends still wish the worst 
backtracked put it in reverse

do what i can [prod.goshxo]

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