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Young Contra - Put It Out Lyrics



Young Contra - Put It Out Lyrics
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It's gone take about an hour, let me put it on
Bags pack, I wrap them up, look how I get them gone
Turn around, money trips, look like you need a loan
Trap booming off the richter, I don't even need a phone
Matty boy hoodie on, my heart stay full of chrome
Catch a flight, my trap, trap in different time zone
Made a 20 ball in 20 days, don't think I'm coming home
She said she like the way a nigga drip, so I just put it on
Every day I put it on, I think I got a problem
From my hat to my shoes, that's a couple thousand
Hoodie chrome, all black, I'm looking like a goblin
Double cup, my phantom punch like I'm Robert Townsend
Nigga dress is spilling sauce like it's Thousand Island
My Lil' nigga no limit, he be bout it bout it
I jumped in that Hemi thing and I had to slide it
We hit the road with them, but she gon' have to drive it
New feets every week, I put that shit on before a nigga go to sleep
I'm in her Jaw bone before a nigga hit the streets
I ain't into copping that, that's for you niggas that be cheap
700 for a shirt, bitch, you don't know E.R.D
It's gone take about an hour, let me put it on
Bags pack, I wrap them up, look how I get them gone
Turn around, money trips, look like you need a loan
Trap booming off the richter, I don't even need a phone
Matty boy hoodie on, my heart stay full of chrome
Catch a flight, my trap, trap in different time zone
Made a 20 ball in 20 days, don't think I'm coming home
She said she like the way a nigga drip, so I just put it on
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It's gone take about an hour, let me put it on
Bags pack, I wrap them up, look how I get them gone
Turn around, money trips, look like you need a loan
Trap booming off the richter, I don't even need a phone
Matty boy hoodie on, my heart stay full of chrome
Catch a flight, my trap, trap in different time zone
Made a 20 ball in 20 days, don't think I'm coming home
She said she like the way a nigga drip, so I just put it on
Every day I put it on, I think I got a problem
From my hat to my shoes, that's a couple thousand
Hoodie chrome, all black, I'm looking like a goblin
Double cup, my phantom punch like I'm Robert Townsend
Nigga dress is spilling sauce like it's Thousand Island
My Lil' nigga no limit, he be bout it bout it
I jumped in that Hemi thing and I had to slide it
We hit the road with them, but she gon' have to drive it
New feets every week, I put that shit on before a nigga go to sleep
I'm in her Jaw bone before a nigga hit the streets
I ain't into copping that, that's for you niggas that be cheap
700 for a shirt, bitch, you don't know E.R.D
It's gone take about an hour, let me put it on
Bags pack, I wrap them up, look how I get them gone
Turn around, money trips, look like you need a loan
Trap booming off the richter, I don't even need a phone
Matty boy hoodie on, my heart stay full of chrome
Catch a flight, my trap, trap in different time zone
Made a 20 ball in 20 days, don't think I'm coming home
She said she like the way a nigga drip, so I just put it on
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Writer: Timothy Thompson
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Performed By: Young Contra
Language: English
Length: 2:05
Written by: Timothy Thompson

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