Lyrics
Let me put you on it
VIP I’m on it
Magazine I’m on it
TV Screen I’m on it
Let me put you on it
I got it how you want it
Let me put you on it
Put you on it
Ah shit I been that bitch
Game too cold with a iced out wrist
Like “ooh she fye”
Been that lit
I got next when I swing don’t miss
Go ahead and go off
I’m about to go in
Make the room stop every time I step in
I ain’t really trying talk unless some money calling in
If it don’t make dollars then it don’t make sense
Let me put you on it
VIP I’m on it
Magazine I’m on it
TV Screen I’m on it
Let me put you on it
I got it how you want it
Let me put you on it
Put you on it
Yeah we put in work
Yeah we put in work
Yeah we put in work
Yeah we put in work
Yeah we put in work
Yeah we put in work
Yeah we put in work
Yeah we put in work
There they go look at me
Bossed up Queen Bee
Hold it down like a G
Tell em play my song
Don’t play with me
Pretty girl tings all on my team
Doing big tings yeah we run this scene
You wanna come for me?
But they couldn’t get a crumb from me
Damn
Let me put you on it
VIP I’m on it
Magazine I’m on it
TV Screen I’m on it
Let me put you on it
I got it how you want it
Let me put you on it
Put you on it
Yeah we put in work
Yeah we put in work
Yeah we put in work
Yeah we put in work
Yeah we put in work
Yeah we put in work
Yeah we put in work
Yeah we put in work
Let me put you on it
VIP I’m on it
Magazine I’m on it
TV Screen I’m on it
Let me put you on it
I got it how you want it
Let me put you on it
Put you on it
Written by: Audrey May Godoy, John Alexander Rushie, Joseph Verschaetse
