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surf - put that on me lyrics

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[intro]
(on the—, got a whole—, stats)
(through these hu—, got a whole—, math)
(put that sh+t on me, i put that sh+t on me)

[chorus]
b+tch, i’m back outside, got a whole lotta racks on me
numbers on the board, i got a whole lotta stats on me
thumbin’ through these hunnids, got a whole lotta math on me
i put that sh+t on me, i put that sh+t on me

[verse 1]
back to back the hits, the [?] on average never miss
i told her “make a wish”, like i’m a wizard with a stick
this 7.62 might hit your stomach, make you sh+t
i’m tryna keep my cool, i put a blizzard on my wrist
i met her in grenada, took that girl back to the 6
[?], with a bl!cky on my hip
i’m puttin’ in this work like i was clockin’ in a shift
i made her call me “daddy”, turn your daughter to a milf
yeah, big boy budget, f+ck it
i’ve been ballin’ hard, b+tch, i’m feelin’ like a bucket
got a friend that work at flame, i can look, but i can’t touch it
i can’t meet her after dark, if i hit it, i’ma love it (i’ma love it)

[chorus]
b+tch, i’m back outside, got a whole lotta racks on me
numbers on the board, i got a whole lotta stats on me
thumbin’ through these hunnids, got a whole lotta math on me
i put that sh+t on me, i put that sh+t on me
[verse 2]
i rock amiri jeans, it boosts my self esteem
i seen it in the red, i put it in the green
codeine, promethazine, i put that in my tea
i put on for my team, i put that sh+t on me (you ruin everything)
tryna take me down, i cannot make this sh+t up
family on my back, i’m finna take this sh+t up
i’ve been fightin’ demons, tryna break this sh+t up
they been sleepin’ on the kid, i’m finna wake this sh+t up
yeah, ran me up my bag and went ahead and copped a lexus
i’ve been drivin’ fast, i looked around, i missed my exit
i’ve been livin’ good, i had a bacon strip for breakfast
why you playin’ with my patience? i don’t got it, why you testin’?
i keep turnin’ up, but i ain’t puttin’ in no effort
she want me to cuff, but i cannot, i be like “never”
stackin’ up my money, it’s too tall, i cannot measure
i don’t know why you with him, you know i always do it better

[chorus]
b+tch, i’m back outside, got a whole lotta racks on me
numbers on the board, i got a whole lotta stats on me
thumbin’ through these hunnids, got a whole lotta math on me
i put that sh+t on me, i put that sh+t on me

[outro]
(b+tch, i’m—, outside, got a whole—, racks)
(on the b—, got a whole—, stats)
(through these hu—, got a whole—, math)
(i put that sh+t on me, i put that sh+t on me)



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