Testo Put You On - Coco Jones

Put You On

Pulled up in that '97 Civic talking yo shit
Caught me off my guard, you hit a lick with me
Niggas had to see to believe
Like, «How you get this chick?»
I was balling and you caught it calling my phone
You ain’t have no service, but it’s clear what you want
I believed in this
I bought every dream the way you sold that shit
I was screaming out your name
Talking way before the fame
I was riding for you, babe
I was up on everything
Had to change the way you flex
Had you running up a check
Had to put you on game
Now you think you’re stuntin' with your VVS
And your double Cs
You got that Rolly on your wrist, but no time for me
Cartier frames on jets, but you can’t see
That I did that
I gave your ass a GPS, help you find your way
Feel like you need me less since you got you fame
Just 'cause you rock that shit, and it’s in your name
I did that
Had to put you on
I put you on
Had to put you on
I put you on
You’re taking trips with them girls and they look cute
But they don’t hit like this
I’m the one and not the two
You got them fans on you and they wanna be down
Yeah, you got them bands on you saying look at me now
The same clubs that you couldn’t get in
They show you love, got you thinking you’re lit
The lifestyle and bread
I think it all got to your head
I was screaming out your name
Talking way before the fame
I was riding for you babe
I was up on everything
Had to change the way you flex
Had you running up a check
Had to put you on game
Now you think you’re stuntin' with your VVS
And your double Cs
You got that Rolly on your wrist, but no time for me
Cartier frames on jets, but you can’t see
That I did that
I gave your ass a GPS, help you find your way
Feel like you need me less since you got you fame
Just 'cause you rock that shit, and it’s in your name
I did that
Had to put you on
I put you on
Had to put you on
I put you on