This is a song about "Put em up"

She don't even need a job, got one anyways

When you look at em, you'll be put in a daze,

And louder than a microphone that's slightly near a lion's den

Go to europe and put neurofens in my syrup and stirred em

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

Put your jewels up no fuck it put your honey up

Y'all write hateful lyrics and put 'em in concerts working,

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

Put your raggedy house up nigga or shut your mouth up

Put lotion in the basket and then rip em apart

I'll moon walk it if i'm truly in your heart

Put 'em all in a line

Beef: i hammer mine