Mr. Put It On by Ebk Izzo Lyrics

I’m Mr put it on, w da tag n a ounce
Ian mr hit my phone cause yo bag thru da couch
Bitch wyo she got stabbed in da mouf
Don’t b actin like it’s love wen u charge diamount x2

Don b actin like it’s love niggas hate me
I been cookin up a storm come n taste deez
Maserati or da coupe jus b safe please
Errywhere I go I’m zoomin
One 80

Dey like bands where u at I want babies
I said ion got the time like a AP
My Lu hitta send shots like he a Brady
Erry too keep da one off da safety

You in love, w da likes, but get no love
She gon ride, like a bike , while I roll up
Say she finna get da honey I’m like go dum it l
Ima bust on ha face like I told ha
Green beam on da stick it’s a Martian
Let a opp fall asleep it’s a garden
Nba w da Loui feel like harden
Nigga kno me at da doe as da artis

Bitch wya you got five minutes
It get cold on da wris wen my time tickin
Stick ebk it don like niggas
I put money n da power over my feelins

Goofy ass nigga don say nun while Ian der
We got poles
We got tools dis shi lookin like da fair
2 matchin guns I say dis a pretty pair
You get pop like a vein let a fuck nigga stare

I’m Mr put it on, w da tag n a ounce
Ian mr hit my phone cause yo bag thru da couch
Bitch wyo she got stabbed in da mouf
Don’t b actin like it’s love wen u charge diamount x2