All American Grind - Put On Lyrics

On the microphone ima beast you know
Gotta do it big the type of shit we one
No fame no lead way still puttin on
If you ain't down wit us kick rocks get gone
Bitch I'm supersonic it's ironic how you testin me
I know you hoes bothered yo reaction when you see the queen
Know you super pussy I done seen yo ass get played
Layed down never paid its a shame just disgrace
Dirty south represent it ima go till the death of me
Running up a check Kevin gates ain't no rest in me
Pourin up that oil smoking nun but the best
Bitch we on a different route and we ain't fuckin wit the rest
Gotta get that money hit my line you know I'm murkin shit
Ms meka on the mic they just hate a bitch confidence
So educated motivated to get this paper already productions
Yung and ms meka baby
On the microphone ima beast you know
Gotta do it big the type of shit we one
No fame no lead way still puttin on
If you ain't down wit us kick rocks get gone
The tracks I kill spittin fully automatic
Yung pot I'm too legit any beat I'm mashin
Everybody be talkin my nigga whats happinin
I gotta do it big freight line I'm legit
On my money shit fiftys hundreds lil bitch
All ready productions no bluff I'm faded
On that muddy sluggish bitch I'm feelin real wavy
In my zone no breaks oven top when im baken
You see we started somthin I see you cant relate
Still doin our thang new album on the way
Whippin these verse a damn fool wit the wisk
I still shine hard no diamonds I write hits bitch
On the microphone ima beast you know
Gotta do it big the type of shit we one
No fame no lead way still puttin on
If you ain't down wit us kick rocks get gone

On the microphone ima beast you know
Gotta do it big the type of shit we one
No fame no lead way still puttin on
If you ain't down wit us kick rocks get gone
Bitch I'm supersonic it's ironic how you testin me
I know you hoes bothered yo reaction when you see the queen
Know you super pussy I done seen yo ass get played
Layed down never paid its a shame just disgrace
Dirty south represent it ima go till the death of me
Running up a check Kevin gates ain't no rest in me
Pourin up that oil smoking nun but the best
Bitch we on a different route and we ain't fuckin wit the rest
Gotta get that money hit my line you know I'm murkin shit
Ms meka on the mic they just hate a bitch confidence
So educated motivated to get this paper already productions
Yung and ms meka baby
On the microphone ima beast you know
Gotta do it big the type of shit we one
No fame no lead way still puttin on
If you ain't down wit us kick rocks get gone
The tracks I kill spittin fully automatic
Yung pot I'm too legit any beat I'm mashin
Everybody be talkin my nigga whats happinin
I gotta do it big freight line I'm legit
On my money shit fiftys hundreds lil bitch
All ready productions no bluff I'm faded
On that muddy sluggish bitch I'm feelin real wavy
In my zone no breaks oven top when im baken
You see we started somthin I see you cant relate
Still doin our thang new album on the way
Whippin these verse a damn fool wit the wisk
I still shine hard no diamonds I write hits bitch
On the microphone ima beast you know
Gotta do it big the type of shit we one
No fame no lead way still puttin on
If you ain't down wit us kick rocks get gone