NBA YoungBoy – Put It On Me

Lyrics Put It On Me – NBA YoungBoy

She wan’ put that p**sy on me, put it on me
Come and pull up on me, make sure that they don’t see
We gon’ f**k from night to all the way to the morning
I had to tell that b**ch like
She said them n**gas claim they gon’ down me

Don’t move boy, you got me f**ked up
We gon’ split ya head, yeah
Did my first year with B, pulled down the street
Tryna paint some s**t red
You talk that s**t then stand on that
Better be ’bout what you said
Won and lost, face inside the feds
These p**sy n**gas be scared

Got this lil’ ho, wan’ come put it on me
No one .. gon’ see
She know where I’m comin’
She don’t get no money
Like I step it back-to-back
I got her wet like a fountain
I picked that a*s up, she said .. me

These p**sy n**gas, yeah-yeah
I don’t like that n**ga, yeah-yeah
One of these ho a*s boys try me
Bet I paint the whole f**kin’ city red
F**ked your mama, call the feds
Bet you see just how I play it
We get active, leave our bust dead
Gon’ scuff a n**ga down with ..

Pockets got money, plus I got it on me
This b**ch need some vising
‘Cause she actin’ like she don’t see
Fireworks, need a eight to graduate, I got a K with me
You don’t understand, need to .. an address
That K gon’ dirty work ’em from the strip

B**ch, through my whole life I had to beef
Buy dirty guns ’cause it’s a war
Don’t say that they gon’ pop out .., yeah
We wet your feet, we play for keeps
Inside that water, ain’t no sleep
So b**ch, you best to have ya heat
Ain’t never played ’round with my nose
Point to .. full of Joe’s
I know you know this s**t get deep

Mama been out here on my own
My girl try hard to hold me down
But this other ho keep blowin’ my phone up, yeah
I done shed tears inside that cell
I done test downtime, it ’cause hell
.. who that is, them lips prevail
Yeah, told ’em, Buy condoms off the shelf
She text the phone, she said she hid it over here

I know that she wan’ put that p**sy on me, put it on me
Come and pull up on me, make sure that they don’t see
We gon’ f**k from night to all the way to the morning
I had to tell that b**ch like
She said them n**gas claim they gon’ down me

And my ho wanna put it on me
I roll a b**ch, I’m ..
That sign that she wanna pull up
I keep make her beggin’ me, please
Let off shots, I be struck from a truck
Bust ’em, zip ’em, let’s keep it a peace
B**ch, please don’t get to postin’ s**t
them n**gas get the drop on me

I know that she wan’ put that p**sy on me, put it on me
Come and pull up on me, make sure that they don’t see
We gon’ f**k from night to all the way to the morning
I had to tell that b**ch like
She said them n**gas claim they gon’ down me…

Written by YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Album: Realer 2
Produced by Leor Shevah
NBA YoungBoy | 2022