Bring 'em here (bring 'em here) Bring 'em here (bring 'em here) Bring 'em here (bring 'em here) Bring 'em here (bring 'em here) Bring 'em here (bring 'em here) Bring the hoes, yeah (hoes, yeah) Bring the clothes, yeah (clothes, yeah) Bring the Rolls, yeah, up (rolls, yeah) Bring the poles here, yeah Bentley truck on the road (on the road), big bee, oh nah no jet, hold up YSL on my clothes, YSL on my hoe, yeah, okay YSL on my kid, yeah, whole gang on that shit, yeah Pull up then I trip, yeah, foreign whip lit, yeah Whippin' Chevy kits, yeah, plug say I'm lit, yeah Let's go catch some fifty, brief full of Tris', yeah I just landed, yeah, off the G6, yeah GK take my flicks, yeah, boy, I'm fresh as shit, yeah Bitch wanna roll my clothes, yeah, all my shit fittin' Psych out all my shows and fans goin' skeezy I get paid to walk in, I don't play, no talkin' With that FN, I'm stalking I'm top one, bitch, not top ten I get boot up, then punch in If he Buddha, then punch him In that water, you can't swim I'm a rare find like a gem Wear a vest, don't hit the gym Five-seveN bullets make you slim All these hoes be sayin' I'm trim Brand-new bitch, she look like Kim Rick Owen boots, these not no Timbs Goyard bag, just guess what's in 'em These Saint Laurent chains on my denim I'm so geeked, all the drugs, I feel 'em (All the drugs, I feel 'em) Lately I been feelin' like the villain, yeah Pour up the lean, bitch, I woke up sippin' I don't give a single fuck about how you feelin' I want kills, I want kills, yeah, all they know is killin', bitch Chop off your fingers, yeah, if we catch you stealin' I broke the bitch heart, now the ho still healin' I got so much clothes, I can stack it to the ceilin', uh So much guap, I can stack it to the ceilin', yeah Guap man, guap man, do my guap dance, yeah Pop bands, pop- all we do is pop bands, yeah Stop man, stop- you ain't even that hot, man, huh Top man, top- bitch, I'm at the top, man, huh X, X, X, I can't even stop the Xans, huh Sex, sex, sex, these hoes just won't stop it, yeah Hundred, hundred blues in my pocket, cost some exotic, yeah Huh, and I pulled up some exotic, she off the molly, yeah Bring 'em here (bring 'em here) Bring 'em here (bring 'em here) Bring 'em here (bring 'em here) Bring 'em here (bring 'em here) Bring 'em here (bring 'em here) Bring the hoes, yeah (hoes, yeah) Bring the clothes, yeah (clothes, yeah) Bring the Rolls, yeah, up (rolls, yeah) Bring the poles here, yeah Bentley truck on the road (on the road), big bee, oh nah no jet, hold up YSL on my clothes, YSL on my hoe, yeah, okay