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Put It in the Air by Picasso Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2021

[Chorus]

Put it in the air
Put it in the sky
Imma browse through Newman Marcus see what catch my eye
I don’t need 'yo energy can’t tell you on my side
I can count on 1 finger the real ones in my life
I can count a hundred thousand you can name the price
I can pull up creeping in a nightcrawler ride
When you get the money they gone hate you every night
When you get the money they gone wish that you would die

[Verse 1]

I recite a scripture in a room like a pastor do
I can get em hit with 1 call like it’s magical
You look like a diamond in the rough dressing casual
I be hustling 7 days a week and thats annual
When you gotta lot of mouths to feed man thats scary
I can turn 500 degrees when it’s scary
If I get down to my last I’ll hit a lick for thee
Never did I ever ask A soul for some sympathy
Put it in the air put it in the sky
Smoke me like 2.5 red in my eyes
Baby is a stallion I can tell that by her thighs
But I can’t lay at ya home cuz I got drive
But I like that super sloppy dome you provide
After this is over I’m afraid I gotta slide
I can break you down with a predicate n simile
Im the one dat you wishing and pretend to be
[Chorus]

Put it in the air
Put it in the sky
Imma browse through Newman Marcus see what catch my eye
I don’t need 'yo energy can’t tell you on my side
I can count on 1 finger the real ones in my life
I can count a hundred thousand you can name the price
I can pull up creeping in a nightcrawler ride
When you get the money they gone hate you every night
When you get the money they gone wish that you would die

[Verse 2]

I can buy you everything but you won’t preciate it
Buy myself a wedding ring I know I’ll preciate it
You was everything to me but u wrote out a statement
Thought I told u once before I don’t need no placement
Remember I was starving with no lights on in the basement
That made me a man I needed a plan
I was gonna take off to the sky and never land
She would rather watch tv than fuck on her man
You can see me on ya tv screen Im after the cash
And my fingers itching like I got a money rash
I can leave u twitching on the pavement with no mask
You can tell my picture bright I don’t need a flash
I hop in that super speeder swerving just might crash
Hop in that pussy geeking and I feel the splash
I come in dat bitch chiefing 200 on the dash
I kicked in that door I ain't wear a mask

[Chorus]

Put it in the air
Put it in the sky
Im'a browse through Newman Marcus see wat catch my eye
I don’t need yo energy can’t tell u on my side
I can count on 1 finger the real 1s in my life
I can count a hundred thousand u can name the price
I can pull up creepin in a nightcrawler ride
Wen u get the money they gon hate you every night
Wen u get the money they gon wish that u would die