Put it on Something Songtext
von Ye Ali
Put it on Something Songtext
Girl put it on something
Girl put it on something
Girl put it on something
Girl put it on something
Put it on
Now that ur lying here girl
Its easier 2 forgive u baby
Your phone been blowing up lately
Gas light me to your friends like im your fool
Like I dont know
Youre drifting slowly
Just grab on to me
Like my dinners private
Awkward silence
Red wine and
That temp is rising
What else
Really good lighting
Got me fantasizing
Maybe we both lost focus
Maybe u like the performance
Maybe
Maybe our lips need to touch yeah
Maybe it′s all over nothing
Nothing
Girl put it on something
Something something
Girl put it on something
Girl put it on
Girl put it on something
Something
Girl put it on something
Put it on
Courtside at the game
I was with me dawgs don't be lying on my name
Groupies wanna pose with us like they was with us
When we came
Looking for some smoke shorty
Better hit ur vape
Girl u outta pocket like im grabbing on ur waist
U always got be mine cuz I
Molded u from clay
It′s really not the same when im here
I found somebody else can u tell
No more 5 star hotels
I'm no longer under ur spell
We need to cut ties
Got my reasons why I do
I can't decide if I even want the truth
Girl put it on something
Girl put it on something
Girl put it on something
Put it on
Now that ur lying here girl
Its easier 2 forgive u baby
Your phone been blowing up lately
Gas light me to your friends like im your fool
Like I dont know
Youre drifting slowly
Just grab on to me
Like my dinners private
Awkward silence
Red wine and
That temp is rising
What else
Really good lighting
Got me fantasizing
Maybe we both lost focus
Maybe u like the performance
Maybe
Maybe our lips need to touch yeah
Maybe it′s all over nothing
Nothing
Girl put it on something
Something something
Girl put it on something
Girl put it on
Girl put it on something
Something
Girl put it on something
Put it on
Courtside at the game
I was with me dawgs don't be lying on my name
Groupies wanna pose with us like they was with us
When we came
Looking for some smoke shorty
Better hit ur vape
Girl u outta pocket like im grabbing on ur waist
U always got be mine cuz I
Molded u from clay
It′s really not the same when im here
I found somebody else can u tell
No more 5 star hotels
I'm no longer under ur spell
We need to cut ties
Got my reasons why I do
I can't decide if I even want the truth
Writer(s): Kimpe Kimpe, Ye Ali, Yordanny Diaz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

