Bring Em Out

Tour bus looking like a brothel

Catching more bodies than hostel

Flatbush zombies put money in my pocket

If it's war against them I'ma pop

Word like a pastor

Kid from the ghetto listenin' to heavy metal, rock rolled in my sock

Ain't never been afraid renegade got bars like mess halls

Locked three mills in the nigga what?

Pussy at noon got me feeling brand new

When the sun come down I'm leaving

Fuck I look like a fool

Throwing shade like cool bitch don't wake me up I'm dreaming

Puff puff pass that's old school

I'm getting yesterdays paper that's old you

The way I'm programmed I never hold hands

Straight business, first class, never the coach

I'ma handle the game the way I handle the coat

Hand to hand on instagram, picture the post

Nigga picture me broke, I got a picture of henny

I know my liver be ready for adios

I'm a shore thing I don't coast call

I mean we all kings but there's one God

There's one Allah, there's one Jah Bless

Bring em out, bring em out

Pussy ass niggas bring em out, bring em out Bring em out, bring em out

Lyin' ass niggas bring em out, bring em out Now I pose for pictures, Can't fuck with you be more specific

Toss me light when you beg forgiveness

I didn't like your vibe so I kept my distance

Niggas do it all for the paper

Institution was made then strewn to little girls and boys

But now "the world is yours", my nigga please

I done gross over a hundred G's

That's a lot of of money still I'm screamin' "Fuck the police"

In my motions I can't pretend that I'm different than you

But nigga listen then pay attention when I make a move

Vision blurred, I don't see no deterrence

But seeing the same niggas then saying the same words, puffin' the same flavor

My niggas is Tan Boys original delegators

We ripping the floor panel then

With a matter of force we go and handle you boys

We only?

Nobody ever gave a fuck about us, You never believed

Can't believe they fucking doubted, now they can see

Child of the corn, Darko, freak off the leash, rather unique who art thou Van Gogh, Randy Savage on beats

Pitbull, if you break in my house he bark wild fuck you talkin' bout

Lil nigga I spark proud, pop a band, throw up bread, you should learned it by now, make 'em say, "ugh"

Then?

Then it's get to steppin', I'm kickin' pamela out (get to stepping)

That tommy hold a lot of slugs might be a hundred rounds

Them flatbush niggas a shmurda ya, rusty tre pounds

Shoot you an throw it in the air, like a cap and gown

I demand the throne and the crown, tell 'em I want it now(Ha)

Hair swinging when i'm shootin' like O-Dog in that movie

Zombie gang fully lucid, bathing ape, fully draped, knuckle it behind bars like a prisoner in cage

Johnny cage, black shades, hit off half yo face

My orange box cutter make the world rotate

My orange box cutter make the world rotate

I need a honor roll for this shit, I need a honor roll for this shit

Thank the lawd it's lit, thank the lawd it's lit

Flatbush, Tan Boy styling

All my niggas get lit like a chalice, all my niggas get lit like a chalice

Cookies in my blunt, Liquor in my gut, you niggas up

I'm on top of the world like Randy says

So high, so high like East LA

Feelin' unstoppable every bone and my particles?

And they said it's impossible for a black young man to kill this shit

For a tan young man to kill this shit

So, more or less I do my thing do my thing

No stress, smoke green

Bring em out, bring em out

Pussy ass niggas bring em out, bring em out Bring em out, bring em out

Lyin' ass niggas bring em out, bring em out Bring em out, bring em out

Pussy ass niggas bring em out, bring em out

Bring em out, bring em out

Where the hoes, where the hoes

Bring em out, bring em out