Testi Puttin' Dat Shit On - Duwap Kaine

Puttin' Dat Shit On

Panic\nAll that designer shit, they like\nThey say I’m\nPuttin' dat shit on (Yeah)\nPuttin' dat shit on (Yeah)\nPuttin' dat shit on (Go)\nPuttin' dat shit on (Yeah)\nPuttin' dat shit on (Yeah)\nPuttin' dat shit on (Yeah)\nPuttin' dat shit on (Yeah)\nPuttin' dat shit on, what the fuck you got on?\nI say, «Baby, hit my phone»\nYou broke, what is you on?\nFree Ian, but his head got a Vlone (Tat)\nTold my shooters come home\nPop me a pill like Post Malone\nNigga house hot, he can’t even post home\nNigga’s broke as fuck, he can’t even post bail\nYou hang around hoes, you hoes stale\nShoot up his crib, hope it goes well\nI look on the ground and I see shells\nLook at my eyes, know you see hell\nGot a bad bitch and she say that I’m hell\nFree my brother, he raise hell\nHow the fuck you servin' with a clean scale?\nPussy thought I wasn’t gon' tell\n30 round on me, a lotta shells\nNiggas talkin' on computer, yeah, a Dell\nNigga know that choppa sing like Adele\nNiggas tryna hate, epic fail\nWe ride, 12 get behind they tail\nI’m smokin' dope, I’m high as hell\nThis nigga trippin', man, pass the L\nIf I pull this Glock out, then you take a L\nI’m so high, I’m so shell\nLike the school, yeah, my name ringin' bells\nThis a freestyle, man, I know you could tell\nAnd my diamonds wet like a wishing well\nAnd you broke as fuck, had to jump in a wishing well\nLast bitch told me, «Wish me well»\nPush big weight, and I know I’m for real\nI’m in these streets like Hell Rell