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put a date on it - yo gotti feat. lil baby lyrics

june you’re a g*nius
yuh

sack coming in and the money don’t fold (fold)
gotta put a stamp on it (stamp on it)
just hit a play, scr-pe it off the plate (skrrt)
gotta put the cap on it (cap on it)
p-ssy -ss n-gg- always talking that tough sh-t
n-gg-, put a date on it (date on it)
everybody sittin’ at the table round here, yeah
there’s a lot of plates on it
running through the money and the b-tch keep callin’
hold up, she gon have to wait on it
vvs diamond drippin’ over my t-shirt
reach for it, i’ma put your face on it
rolls royce truck on the way, cashed out for it
still had to way on it
plug f-cked around and sent the wrong d-mn kind
n-gg- still had to pay for it

pack coming in on iphone (woo)
i’ma keep a 30 in my 40 (slatt)
i’ma buy a birkin for my shawty
n-gg- did me dirty, ran off on me (took off)
plug did me dirty, took off on me
lil hitta just folded, got soft on me
i’m from the streets, you gotta pay with your life
i got away with the white
you just like your father and he was a rat (uh)
so that means he raising a mice (yeah)
i had to trap through the night (yeah)
i put that pack on a flight (yeah)
i shot all them p-ss-es the same night (brrrrt)
layed in the bushes, a rainy night
won’t put no hoes on a pedestal
edibles, i’m tryna f-ck ’em the same night
i put two hoes on the same flight
cooked up two bricks in the same pot (work)
i shot four n-gg-s, the same glock (bop, bop, bop)
too many you n-gg-s got the same watch
why you compete with me n-gg-?
we are not playing with the same chick
it’s murder, more murder for hire
and that sh-t been stuck on my mindset

sack coming in and the money don’t fold (fold)
gotta put a stamp on it (stamp on it)
just hit a play, scr-pe it off the plate (skrrt)
gotta put the cap on it (cap on it)
p-ssy -ss n-gg- always talking that tough sh-t
n-gg-, put a date on it (date on it)
everybody sittin’ at the table round here, yeah
there’s a lot of plates on it
running through the money
and the b-tch keep callin’
hold up, she gon have to wait on it
vvs diamond drippin’ over my t-shirt
reach for it, i’ma put your face on it
rolls royce truck on the way, cashed out for it
still had to way on it
plug f-cked around and sent the wrong d-mn kind
n-gg- still had to pay for it

hundred dollars off a iphone
i ain’t talking show money
plug keep calling, we gon take his -ss down (hold up)
that’ll be some more money
labels talking contracts, i ain’t signing sh-t (nope)
tell ’em that i know money
i used to shop with a b-tch, she got ’em low
she kept it realer than n-gg-s
but she get a number better than these bookies i’m gettin’
i swear that i’m floodin’ the city
a rap n-gg- better not diss me ’cause i’m round them hittas
everywhere i go, they with me
pack coming in on a back street
12 ride by, man he still keep workin’
get fifty thousand dollars for a show
knowing god d-mn well n-gg-s still ain’t workin’
i been told these folks i quit
knowing god d-mn well n-gg-s still sippin’ syrup
got the trap goin’ crazy like the first or the third
got a lot of cash money, i could still get birds
get away with my chain, he gon still get murked
had a fn on me when i did this verse
if she suck good d-ck, she gon leave with a purse
i was really in the streets, you can do your research

- yo gotti feat lil baby lyrics

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