put that front up lyrics

by

Nettspend


[Intro]
b*tch, I'll send that b*tch to where she came from
You can't chill up in my trap, get stomped

[Chorus]
b*tch, I'll send that b*tch to where she came from
You can't chill up in my trap, get stomped
Me and nick in that Scat', shoot your home up
And we ridin' six deep to the drugs (Ayy, yeah)
If they want me, you gonna pay me front up
And stop all that talkin', pick your tongue up (Ayy, yeah, stop with all that talkin', oh)
And I'm ridin' with the gun, you ain't finna blick somethin'
And these songs back to back, like, the hoes geeked (Oh)

[Verse]
You ain't talkin' money, so you is upgraded
You ain't got no guns because they all got tooken (Oh)
And it's a reason all your hoes in my function, b*tch
And they evеn know, my b*tch said, "I'm next," b*tch (Oh)
If you ain't got the clue, watch your f*ckin' nеck, b*tch
Ride her round, send her home with the TEC, b*tch (Oh)
Halo round all they heads 'cause they dead, b*tch

[Chorus]
b*tch, I'll send that b*tch to where she came from
You can't chill up in my trap, get stomped
Me and nick in that Scat', shoot your home up
And we ridin' six deep to the drugs (Ayy, yeah)
If they want me, you gonna pay me front up
And stop all that talkin', pick your tongue up (Ayy, yeah, stop all talkin', oh)
And I'm ridin' with the gun, you ain't finna blick somethin'
And these songs back to back, like, the hoes geeked (Oh)
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