Put It On The Bible* Future (Ft. Babyface Ray, G.T. & Guap Tarantino)

[Intro: Future]
You out your body, I'm out my mind too(I’m out my body)
I'm out my body, I'm out my mind too(I’m out my mind too)
You movin' work the plug gon' find you(Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah)
ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob

[Chorus: Future]
Yeah, I'm out my body, I'm out my mind too(I'm out my mind too)
You got your iron, I got my iron too(yeah, yeah)
Gotta fire a bitch, she ain't inspirin' you(fire that bitch)
You be doin’ them numbers the streets gon’ sign you(do them numbers)
You havin' your way the plug come find you(you havin’ your ways)
Canary stones like a Mountain Dew(different stones)
Fresh Audemar you know who she assigned to
Lil bitch keep coming, I desire you

[Verse 1: Future]
Swang your door open, swang the door open(swangin' doors)
Got your own motion, having your own motion(motion gang)
We cutting niggas off they ain't got no motion(no motion)
You can sweep up [?] off the floor how the trap [?]
You havin' your way the plug come find you(they gon’ find you)
You havin' your way the plug come find you
Canary stones like a Mountain Dew
You be doin' them numbers the streets gon' sign you
Splashin' in Tokyo, put it on the Bible
Got it fresh off the boat, put it on the Bible
Bought out the designer store, put it on the Bible
Swapping hoes out like clothes, put it on the Bible
My dawg ran up on me [?] behind a wall, he a real one
I make one call, wallah, poppin' out the rear one
I'm flyer than a star in the sky [?]
I saw you look him dead in the eye, didn't kill him
I fucked that bitch, she acting like she shy she some [?]
I'm crushing up baguettes 'round this time, seven figures
They wacked a nigga just for bein' the man in the middle
You hit them broad day and you get triple