Wiz Khalifa – I Put That Shit On Lyrics

I Put That Shit On

Wiz Khalifa

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"I Put That Shit On." - Wiz Khalifa

Thursday, 22 October 2026, 03:58 pm

Album: Khaotic

Track No: 06

What?
I had to beat up the pack, I had a freak on my lap
I got the key to the trap, I'm bringin' real **** back
Make 'em put W's in the chat, make 'em smoke up and relax
Break up and take her right back
Every day, makin' 'em mad, don't see the tag
Just spent 5K on a hat
Treat every day like my last, wake up in my bag
FaceTime my phone to see where she at
Make her a part of my team like a draft
Whole lot of weed, help her relax, that's what she need
We don't smoke and go to sleep, we get fresh and go out to eat
Took my bitch to Dover Street four times this week
Smokin' with me on the stream, I'm in Chrome, she in Celine
Ex-bitch in my past like she supposed to be
Rich real **** mad, two bad hoes and me
So many clothes, I got some for sale
So many pounds, you know by the smell
Don't wait for nobody else, I go and do it myself
Rick Owens, London store, Chrome Hearts, London store too
Miami, New York, Chrome Hearts ship before you
Don't do the 20K pants, that's for YNs
Copy mine, better try again, private tour, got invited in
Fuck around, get pressed, dropped 10K and left
Good kush in my chest, she know it when I'm dressed
I'm one of them ones, so you ain't heard of these yet
One of one, that mean ain't none of these left
I put that shit on today, I put that shit on today
I put that shit on today, I put that shit on today
I put that shit on today, I put that shit on today
I put that shit on today, I put that shit on today
That Chrome that I just got ain't comin' back out
Walk in Louis, pull a bag out, Balenciaga, throwin' racks out
Celine, I done bought everything, all this Rick Owens make me laugh now
Fortune four, how does that sound? Belt to ass, layin' smack down
I'm your wallpaper and your background (I need more haters)
I got every flavor, I do heavy maintenance
Long history with the educated, buy it too big and get it tailored
Get it first, I ain't never waitin', I go hella cozy or sophisticated
Saw the price and got manipulated, though it's real vintage when the shit was dated
Got a real '90s piece, got a late '90s freak
I get behind her, real good vagina, I like designer sheets
Shoppin' three times a week, found some shit that's unreleased
Found some shit that's from Celine when I had a deal with the company
It's like it's a million in front of me, I get the bill and I pay it all comfortably
No limits, so come run it up with me, say she wanna put on that stuff with me (My duffel is Goyard)
It's hard to keep up with me 'cause I go so hard
In Paris and close the store, then go to Miami and Chrome your heart
Fuck around, get pressed, dropped 10K and left
Good kush in my chest, she know it when I'm dressed
I'm one of them ones, so you ain't heard of these yet
One of one, that mean ain't none of these left
I put that shit on today, I put that shit on today
I put that shit on today, I put that shit on today
I put that shit on today, I put that shit on today
I put that shit on today, I put that shit on today
Goddamn, that boy got that shit on
I'm talkin' 'bout that boy went, goddamn, a rare eagle on 'em
I'm talkin' 'bout owl leather with the motherfuckin' hippopotamus fur, motherfucker
That boy went crocodile tail on 'em
I'm talkin' 'bout that boy went monkey ear on 'em
The fuck? Shit on
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Writer(s): Cameron Jibril Thomaz.

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