Put a Date On It (feat. Lil Baby)

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June, you're a genius (yuh)
 Sack coming in and the money don't fold (fold)
 Gotta put a stamp on it (stamp on it)
 Just hit a play, scrape it off the plate (skrrt)
 Gotta put the cap on it (cap on it)
 Pussy ass nigga always talking that tough shit
 Nigga, 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 bitch 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 fucked around and sent the wrong damn kind
 Nigga 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
 Nigga 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 pussies the same night (brrrrt)
 Layed in the bushes, a rainy night
 Won't put no hoes on a pedestal
 Edibles, I'm tryna fuck 'em the same night
 I put two hoes on the same flight
 Cooked up two bricks in the same pot (work)
 I shot four niggas, the same Glock (bop, bop, bop)
 Too many you niggas got the same watch
 Why you compete with me nigga?
 We are not playing with the same chick
 It's murder, more murder for hire
 And that shit 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, scrape it off the plate (skrrt)
 Gotta put the cap on it (cap on it)
 Pussy ass nigga always talking that tough shit
 Nigga, 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 bitch 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 fucked around and sent the wrong damn kind
 Nigga still had to pay for it
 Hundred dollars off a iPhone
 I ain't talking show money
 Plug keep calling, we gon' take his ass down (hold up)
 That'll be some more money
 Labels talking contracts, I ain't signing shit (nope)
 Tell 'em that I know money
 I used to shop with a bitch, she got 'em low
 She kept it realer than niggas
 But she get a number better than these bookies I'm gettin'
 I swear that I'm floodin' the city
 A rap nigga 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 50 thousand dollars for a show
 Knowing goddamn well niggas still ain't workin'
 I been told these folks I quit
 Knowing goddamn well niggas 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 dick, she gon' leave with a purse
 I was really in the streets, you can do your research
 Sack coming in and the money don't fold (fold)
 Gotta put a stamp on it (stamp on it)
 Just hit a play, scrape it off the plate (skrrt)
 Gotta put the cap on it (cap on it)
 Pussy ass nigga always talking that tough shit
 Nigga, 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 bitch 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 fucked around and sent the wrong damn kind
 Nigga still had to pay for it
 
 June, you're a genius (yuh)
 Sack coming in and the money don't fold (fold)
 Gotta put a stamp on it (stamp on it)
 Just hit a play, scrape it off the plate (skrrt)
 Gotta put the cap on it (cap on it)
 Pussy ass nigga always talking that tough shit
 Nigga, 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 bitch 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 fucked around and sent the wrong damn kind
 Nigga 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
 Nigga 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 pussies the same night (brrrrt)
 Layed in the bushes, a rainy night
 Won't put no hoes on a pedestal
 Edibles, I'm tryna fuck 'em the same night
 I put two hoes on the same flight
 Cooked up two bricks in the same pot (work)
 I shot four niggas, the same Glock (bop, bop, bop)
 Too many you niggas got the same watch
 Why you compete with me nigga?
 We are not playing with the same chick
 It's murder, more murder for hire
 And that shit 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, scrape it off the plate (skrrt)
 Gotta put the cap on it (cap on it)
 Pussy ass nigga always talking that tough shit
 Nigga, 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 bitch 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 fucked around and sent the wrong damn kind
 Nigga still had to pay for it
 Hundred dollars off a iPhone
 I ain't talking show money
 Plug keep calling, we gon' take his ass down (hold up)
 That'll be some more money
 Labels talking contracts, I ain't signing shit (nope)
 Tell 'em that I know money
 I used to shop with a bitch, she got 'em low
 She kept it realer than niggas
 But she get a number better than these bookies I'm gettin'
 I swear that I'm floodin' the city
 A rap nigga 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 50 thousand dollars for a show
 Knowing goddamn well niggas still ain't workin'
 I been told these folks I quit
 Knowing goddamn well niggas 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 dick, she gon' leave with a purse
 I was really in the streets, you can do your research
 Sack coming in and the money don't fold (fold)
 Gotta put a stamp on it (stamp on it)
 Just hit a play, scrape it off the plate (skrrt)
 Gotta put the cap on it (cap on it)
 Pussy ass nigga always talking that tough shit
 Nigga, 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 bitch 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 fucked around and sent the wrong damn kind
 Nigga still had to pay for it
 
 June, you're a genius (yuh)
 Sack coming in and the money don't fold (fold)
 Gotta put a stamp on it (stamp on it)
 Just hit a play, scrape it off the plate (skrrt)
 Gotta put the cap on it (cap on it)
 Pussy ass nigga always talking that tough shit
 Nigga, 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 bitch 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 fucked around and sent the wrong damn kind
 Nigga 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
 Nigga 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 pussies the same night (brrrrt)
 Layed in the bushes, a rainy night
 Won't put no hoes on a pedestal
 Edibles, I'm tryna fuck 'em the same night
 I put two hoes on the same flight
 Cooked up two bricks in the same pot (work)
 I shot four niggas, the same Glock (bop, bop, bop)
 Too many you niggas got the same watch
 Why you compete with me nigga?
 We are not playing with the same chick
 It's murder, more murder for hire
 And that shit 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, scrape it off the plate (skrrt)
 Gotta put the cap on it (cap on it)
 Pussy ass nigga always talking that tough shit
 Nigga, 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 bitch 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 fucked around and sent the wrong damn kind
 Nigga still had to pay for it
 Hundred dollars off a iPhone
 I ain't talking show money
 Plug keep calling, we gon' take his ass down (hold up)
 That'll be some more money
 Labels talking contracts, I ain't signing shit (nope)
 Tell 'em that I know money
 I used to shop with a bitch, she got 'em low
 She kept it realer than niggas
 But she get a number better than these bookies I'm gettin'
 I swear that I'm floodin' the city
 A rap nigga 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 50 thousand dollars for a show
 Knowing goddamn well niggas still ain't workin'
 I been told these folks I quit
 Knowing goddamn well niggas 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 dick, she gon' leave with a purse
 I was really in the streets, you can do your research
 Sack coming in and the money don't fold (fold)
 Gotta put a stamp on it (stamp on it)
 Just hit a play, scrape it off the plate (skrrt)
 Gotta put the cap on it (cap on it)
 Pussy ass nigga always talking that tough shit
 Nigga, 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 bitch 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 fucked around and sent the wrong damn kind
 Nigga still had to pay for it
 

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03:15
Key
4
Tempo
130 BPM

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