I Put That Shit On

(What?)

I had to beat up the pack, I had to freak on my lap
I got the key to the trap, I'm bringing real niggas back
Make 'em put dubs in the chat, make 'em smoke up and relax
Break up and take her right back
Every day, makin' 'em mad, don't see the tag
Just spent 5K on a hat
Treat every day like my last
Wake up with my bag
FaceTime my phone and see where she at
Make 'em report on my team like a draft
Whole lot of weed, help her relax, that's what see need
We don't smoke and go to sleep, we get fresh and go out to eat
Took my bitch to Dober Street four times this week
Smokin' with me on the street, I'm in Chrome, she in Celine
Ex-bitch in my past like she s'posed to be
Rich real nigga mad, two bad hoes in me
So many clothes, I got some for sale
So many pounds, you know by the smell
Don't wait for nobody else, I go and do it myself
Rick Owens, London store, Chrome Hearts, London store too
Miami, New York, Chrome Hearts ship before you
Don't do the 20K pants, that's for YN's
Copy mine, better try again
Private tour, got invited in

And fuck around, get pressed
Dropped 10K and left
Good kush in my chest
She know it when I'm dressed
I'm one of them ones, said you ain't heard of these yet
One-of-one, that mean that none of these left

I put that shit on today, I put that shit on today
I put that shit on today, I put that shit on today
I put that shit on today, I put that shit on today
I put that shit on today, I put that shit on today

That Chrome that I just got ain't comin' back out
Walk in Louis, pulled a bag out, Balenciaga, throwing racks out
Celine, I done bought everything, all this Rick Owens make me laugh now
Four, how does that sound? Belt to ass, layin' smack down
I'm your wallpaper and your background
(I need more haters) I got every flavor, I do
Law in case you wasn't educated, buy it too big and get it tailored
Get it first, I ain't never waiting, I got hella clothes, you ain't sophisticated
Shoulder pricing got manipulated, know it's real vintage when this shit was dated
Got a real 90s piece, got a late 90s freak
I get behind her, her vagina, I like designer sheets
Shoppin' three times a week, found some shit that's unreleased
Found some shit that's from Celine when I had to deal with the company
It's like it's a million in front of me, I get the bill and I pay it off comfortably
No limit, so come run it up with me, say she wanna put on that stuff with me
(My duffel is Goyard) it's hard to keep up with me 'cause I go so hard
In Paris, they closed the store, then go to Miami and Chrome ya heart

And fuck around, get pressed
Dropped 10K and left
Good kush in my chest
She know it when I'm dressed
I'm one of them ones, said you ain't heard of these yet
One-of-one, that mean that none of these left

I put that shit on today, I put that shit on today
I put that shit on today, I put that shit on today
I put that shit on today, I put that shit on today
I put that shit on today, I put that shit on today

Goddamn
That boy got that shit on
I'm talkin' 'bout that boy went–, goddamn
A rare eagle on 'em
I'm talkin' 'bout owl leather with the motherfuckin'
Hippopotamus fur, motherfucker
That boy went crocodile tail on 'em
I'm talkin' 'bout that boy went monkey ear on 'em
The fuck?
Shit on
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