I put that shit together for a job
I put that shit together for a job
If I´m not making money, then I got me some withdrawals

If I´m not at the top, then I won´t do it at all

Big chains, big guns, big trucks, zombies
Ha, we some big mutts, huh, big doggies
I put that shit together for a job
I put that shit together like some puzzle pieces (No)

You ain´t live what I lived (Hold up)
You ain´t did what I did
You ain´t put that shit together and stand on the shit you did
How you runnin´ from some lies you said you already fuckin´ did?
You say you standin´ on that shit, but all we see you do it sit, boy

Sit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, sit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, sit
Like a mutt, yeah, yeah, sit
You a bitch, you ain´t got this fuckin´ money, guess what it is?
It´s the king Tonka, king world billionaire, bitch
You can suck my dick, I don´t give no fucks about this shit
I don´t give one fuck, not two fuck, not three fucks, not six
Yeah, I´m with the boy in the 6ix
You don´t gotta like it, but just know I keep them sticks
You don´t gotta like us, but just know I run this shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Stick

I put that shit together for a job (Put that shit, woah)
I put that shit together for a job (Put that shit, woah)
If I´m not making money, then I got me some withdrawals
If I´m not at the top, then I won´t do it at all (Nah)

Big chains, big guns, big trucks, zombies (Zombies)
Yeah, we some big mutts, huh, big doggies (Big dogs)
I put that shit together for a job (Put that shit, woah)

I put that shit together like some puzzle pieces (Pluto, put that shit, yeah)

Shorty been takin´ them Percs, he out his mind, he ready to click (Shorty)
Shorty been takin´ them pills, he ready to go splurge at the big old trick (Shorty)
Shorty been wipin´ nostrils, 730, been on ten (Shorty)
Shorty been catchin´ bodies, done killed his man, he ready to go spin (Shorty)
Switch blend in, I´m trill
Smacked his whole friend, I´m trill
I just snatched the doors out the ´Rari
I´ll just buy a plane tomorrow
Bought the bitch a bag or somethin´, I ain´t get to tell her sorry

Seven whole cities goin´ up, I just bought a bag of guns
Super, not the average one, splurgin´ at the diamond store
Three mill´ in diamonds on, look like an island on him
I ain´t through stylin´ on ´em, still tryna hide the money
Get a nigga cooked for a Perc´, real nigga goin´ 730 (Ayy)
It´s been a week since you dissed your opps, you must be foldin´ (Ayy)
They say it´s my fault if you fall out on the codeine (Ayy)
I´m just a rich-ass junkie, I might OD (Ayy)
I done fucked around and hit that coke, it make my nose bleed (Ayy)
I put this shit together like a job (Put this shit, woah)

I put that shit together like a job (Put this shit)
Get a mill´ ticket just for me to talk (Woah)
Lil´ bad bitch done snorted all the block (Woah)

Big chains, big guns, big trucks, zombies
Ha, we some big mutts, huh, big doggies (Ah)
I put that shit together for a job (Put that shit, yeah)
I put that shit together like some puzzle pieces (Put that shit, yeah)