Wale - I Be Puttin’ On (Feat. Wiz Khalifa, French Montana & Roscoe Dash) | Текст песни

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[Hook: roscoe dash]
We poppin bottles of the pink shit take 'em to the dome
We ain't ever on that weak shit always blowin' on that strong
Every day we party till early in the morning
Put that shit on instagram so they know I'm puttin on
I know you see me, yeah, I be puttin' on

[Verse 1: wale]
I know you see me with your lookin' ass
What the fuck you lookin' at
This is mmg and we don't speak to all you fuckin' crabs
Got a bunch of cash but money is under fam
I'd rather be over-prepared than slip in here understaffed
Did you understand I'm down to ride with my niggas
Just a double m you can't fuck with them unless your certified to ride with us
Keep the broads far above my business and my mind following the ditches
And I ain't trippin off of potential that's another word for ain't this shit
Work, and I put d.c. on, we ain't been this high since the e.r., see r
You niggas be some peons, talkin bout y'all be gone
Whole time niggas wanting swing plans, tee-ball

[Verse 2: wiz khalifa]
Hundred thousands hundred thousands, I be throwin' hundred thousands
I know why they trustin me cause I got all these funds around 'em
My fan base consist of niggas with drugs around 'em
Educated sisters to bitches dancin' with ones around 'em
I know you think all we do is have fun around here
But I'm from a city where young niggas carry guns
Don't single out any corner it's poppin' on every one
They talking about what they goin' do it's probably already done
I'm running through cake runnin' through states
Take your one to the face every one or two cakes
Just bought a new crib, that's a wonderful space
Ask me how I feel I got it so my nigga

[Verse 3: french montana]
I be cooler than a motherfucker
Wanna hit the fans selling work on the internet call it instagram
And you know I do it for my city, you know I'm puttin' on
Hundred racks on this clothes a nigga puttin' on
Self made, self paid forty on my belt waist
Underground lobster feast get a shell face
I be twisted off of molly doe, chopped bricks karate doe
Closet two floors safari doe
Brown [bag paper](undefined) tag nigga can't pay for swag
We know we love the game but we hate to brag, montana
Me and rozay twisted on a boat watchin' all you fucked niggas choke


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