PUT IT ONG Lyrics – Yeat

Read the full PUT IT ONG lyrics by Yeat along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Yeat’s music, you can also explore OH I DID and COME N GO, two other songs by Yeat.

[Intro: Elkan]
Put that s*it on God
Put that s*it on God
Would you put it on God?
Would you stay ’til tomorrow?
Put that s*it on God

[Chorus]
Hold up, b!tch (Damn), hold up, b!tch, yeah, hold up
Walking round city, I keep me a blick (Hold up, b!tch)
Walking ’round city, I step on the beat, yeah, I’m leaving a s*it, 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
Swerving and dabbing 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
How much money could I make in my sleep? Yeah, 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
All of this s*it that I’m doing, you never could know, look, you wouldn’t understand it
Every song that I be making, that motherfu*ker 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 motherfu*king Earth, leave off the Earth, yeah, I’m leaving the planet
Swerving and dabbing the whip, yeah, I ran up the curb, ran up the curb and I’m grounding
No, you can’t get over there, you can’t get over here, pull up and getting abandoned
I went and got me ten M’s in a month, lil’ b!tch, I just made this s*it happen

[Chorus]
(Damn), hold up, b!tch, yeah, hold up
Walking round city, I keep me a blick (Hold up, b!tch)
Walking ’round city, I step on the beat, yeah, I’m leaving a s*it (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
Swerving and dabbing 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