Bring Em Out All of that money you scream about All of this drip that you sing about Talking that shit you must dream about All of these bricks and all of these sticks And all of that shit that you sing about Talking that shit, nigga leave it out We’ve had enough nigga, bring ’em out, bring ’em out
Said I love this shit (love it) Just the other day it was trap more nigga I was tripping out a busted whip But we coming with a busted drip Said the drip’s so saucy Said they’re coming like a mustard dip Don’t slip, don’t trip Guaranteed you get (uh!) Got four and a bit Put another nine and a four and a bit Now you’re bringing back more than a bit Bush and Sus in the trap that’s mad Now you’re bringing back more than a hit Got more than your man, ’cause I do more than you think
And we do more than bits Bankroll more than a lick Anything I touch gets licked And still stuff corn in clips And if I bring ’em out, bring ’em out It’s gon ’cause some shit Shots all ringing out, niggas dipping out, better hide your kids And you better hide your bitch ‘Cah you know when we come tru Got the gyallie tryna line their wigs Man are tryna buy them drinks But they wanna vibe with us They don’t wanna vibe with pricks All of my niggas take risks How you think the yé’s all diff? And why you think these girls is here? More than 100 bands on me Why you think they on my dick? Got this sweet one tryna fuck Weapz Talk about can he come with