This is a song about "Scray little niggas gotta put em in they place"

They let me put it in there butts

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

Or you could come a little closer, put your hand in mine

And on skype bet you say "le where my flight at?", if i decline

Put 'em up, put 'em up!

What, what ... project shit what

Put in work make stacks of hunneds, gotta roll dis cash man/

Not only do i enlighten but i provide a tan

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

And if they try to stop you, put em in the er

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

I come here today to put you in your place

Move like i’m walking with an open case

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