PUT IT ONG lyrics

[Intro: Elkan]
Put that sh*t on God
Put that sh*t on God
Would you put it on God?
Would you swear to the mob?
Put that sh*t on God

[Chorus]
Hold up, b*tch (Damn), hold up, b*tch, yeah, hold up
Walkin' round city, I keep me a blick (Hold up, b*tch)
Walkin' 'round city, I step on the beat, yeah, I'm leavin' a sh*t, hold up
Look at us wrong and we empty the clip (Hold up, b*tch)
All of my dogs, my twizzy, my squizzy might kill ya
Walked 'round this b*tch and I notice this b*tch started looking familiar, hold up
Boot up lil' b*tch in the sky, yeah, they call me Amelia
Swervin' and dabbin' a three-hundred-thousand-dollar car, I never could feel you (Never could feel you)
How much money could I make in a week? Yeah, a million (Hold up, b*tch)
How much money could I make in my sleep? Yeah, a billion (A billion)
If you think that you gon' get my money, lil' b*tch, you gon' come meet the gremlins
I'm finna make all these Percs legal, b*tch, yeah, the thirtieth amendment
Yeah, the thirtieth amendment

[Verse]
Ride 'round this b*tch, yeah, my money so tall, yeah, my money so tall, yeah, my money so mammoth (BNYX)
All of this sh*t that I'm doing, you never could know, look, you wouldn't understand it
Every song that I be makin', that motherf*cker hard, yeah, it's harder than granite
All it gon' take is a bullet, you die, don't take it for granted
Leave off the motherf*ckin' Earth, leave off the Earth, yeah, I'm leavin' the planet
Swervin' and dabbin' the whip, yeah, I ran up the curb, ran up the curb and I'm groundin'
No, you can't get over there, you can't get over here, pull up and gettin' abandoned
I went and got me ten M's in a month, lil' b*tch, I just made this sh*t happen
[Chorus]
Hold up, b*tch, yeah, hold up
Walkin' round city, I keep me a blick (Hold up, b*tch)
Walkin' 'round city, I step on the beat, yeah, I'm leavin' a sh*t (Hold up, b*tch, hold up)
Look at us wrong and we empty the clip (Hold up, b*tch)
All of my dogs, my twizzy, my squizzy might kill ya (Hold up, b*tch)
Walked 'round this b*tch and I notice this b*tch started looking familiar, hold up
Boot up lil' b*tch in the sky, yeah, they call me Amelia
Swervin' and dabbin' a three-hundred-thousand-dollar car, I never could feel you (Never could feel you)

[Outro]
How much money could I make in a week? Yeah, a million (Hold up, b*tch)
How much money could I make in my sleep? Yeah, a billion (A billion)
If you think that you gon' get my money, lil' b*tch, you gon' come meet the gremlins (The gremlins)
I'm finna make all these Percs legal, b*tch, yeah, the thirtieth amendment (Yeah, yeah)
Hold up