Текст песни
Ay. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Watch me. Put it down. Yeah, I'm with the sh-Bring A hundred rounds. Break the bank. Laughing at these hoes, no need to run 'em Down. Slick talk, ice my neck so blue, but Ho, this ain't no Crip talk. She say that she a bad bitch, but still Dance around on TikTok. Professional. Bad bitch make it clap, do it for Some racks. G-wagging my bitches, write it off, Then we duck the tax. Diamonds on the stage, They singing to my neck, we singing back. Watch me make it rain, my money stacking when I'm off the map. Pulling up so clean, a Pretty bitch gon' lock the whole block. Say he got a queen, that bitch won't fuck His little rocks off. Laughing at a broke ho Claiming high up, but be not all. Watching from the top floor, ain't no warning, I Can't fall off. In the streets, I'm so ratchet, Bitches claim they really isn't. Know they hating, she just mad as fuck, she Caught her nigga slipping. Might gave that ho Lemonade, fuck she got some lifting from? No dirty hoes inside my videos, you know I Never slum. Swing that AMG like SMG, They gotta really trust me. Always hustling, used to be down bad, now I'm Finna up it. Whipping up, sipping on that lean, Oh, that shit Robitussin. Pussy niggas talking all that shit. Know you really love it. Put it down. Yeah, I'm with the sh-sh-. Bring a hundred Rounds. Break the bank. Laughing at these hoes, No need to run 'em down. Slick talk, ice My neck so blue, but ho, this ain't no Crip talk. She say that she a bad bitch, But still dance around on TikTok. Professional. Bad bitch make it clap, do it for Some racks. G-wagging my bitches, write it off, Then we duck the tax. Diamonds on the stage, They singing to my neck, we singing back. Watch me make it rain, my money stacking when I'm off the map. Rich girl oh so stupid, Thirty rounds gon' make this Glock hot. Say he wanna fuck, I'm thinking, "Shit, I'd rather Not not." All I ever wanted was to knock A ho her socks off. You wanna get into It, let me know, I'll take my rocks off. Trust me, she bussing, have no tussling. No question in the function. My heart need all my credit, shit get cold, Don't push my buttons. This Dior, not Rocawear. I bought the car like nothing. The art I wear got numbers. The gang I wear gone. Put it down. Yeah, I'm with the sh-sh-. Bring a hundred Rounds. Break the bank. Laughing at these hoes, no need to run 'em Down. Slick talk, ice my neck so blue, but Ho, this ain't no Crip talk. She say that she a bad bitch, but still Dance around on TikTok. Put it down. Yeah, I'm with the sh-sh-. Bring a hundred rounds. Break the bank. Laughing at these hoes, no need to run 'em Down. Slick talk, ice my neck so blue, but Ho, this ain't no Crip talk. She say that she a bad bitch, but still Dance around on TikTok. Professional. Bad bitch make it clap, do it for Some racks. G-wagging my bitches, write it off, then We duck the tax. Diamonds on the stage, they Singing to my neck, we singing back. Watch me make it rain, my money stacking when I'm off the map. Yeah. Yeah. Put it down. Huh. I'm gon' put it down. Yeah. Period.
Mars & Mercury — Put It Down
«Put It Down» — Mars & Mercury. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 2:41. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
