This is a song about "Put"

High heel wearer, hell of a body

Tryna put her chin to me

Put my number in your phone

So i guess you think you grown

I quit the shit, i might get high with you

Everybody put their backside to

Put 'em all in a line

I'm just here to have a good time

Put your head on my chest

Just say he's the best

Fuck it, im leaving

I put that on everything

Of a nigga that don't give a fuck about time

Put in work so now we just gotta put in overtime

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

They'll put shivers in your spines,