Bring Some Mo Out lyrics

by

YN Jay


[Intro]
Like, man, I've been through so much, man
I mean I used to
I went from sleeping in abandoned houses to sleeping in mansions, you feel me?
Hey, this sh*t— alright, okay
Damn

[Verse 1]
This sh*t legendary
I finally made it out the hood, this sh*t legendary
I moved my mama out the hood, this sh*t legendary
I just got a new b*tch, she a secretary
b*tch, I'm still in first place, you a secondary
You ran off with some petty sh*t, that’s unnecessary
In the laboratory cookin' with Professor Larry
I just bought my b*tch a ring, I was never married
I been beating n*ggas' ass, I was never scary
I told my n*ggas I'ma make it, they ain't never hear mе
You said that you was down to ride, but you was never with mе
My uncle look forty-five, but he damn near sixty
Ayy, ayy, where the cemetery?
In Flint, somebody just died at the cemetery
I'm finna start the year over like January
I spent a hundred-something thousand in February
You had some money, but you spent it, it was temporary
Yeah, you had a little money, but it's gone now
'Member I was a little boy, now I'm grown now
Probably making important calls if you see me with my phone out
How I do some good sh*t, but I'm wrong now?
Catch this sh*t from above, bring the drone out
This b*tch got on her stripper clothes, bring the pole out
Got some money on me today, I brought the roll out
Shoot the engine out your car and let it roll out
I got some weed in that crib, that’s my 'bow house
Five thousand ain't sh*t, bring some more out
Ten thousand ain't sh*t, bring some more out
Twenty thousand ain't sh*t, bring some more out
Fifty thousand ain't sh*t, bring some more out
A hundred thousand ain't sh*t, bring some more out
[Verse 2]
I told a b*tch that she need some lotion, she got ashy legs
"You gotta take care of your mind," that’s what my daddy said
I got the old-school green, but the Caddy red
I'm in the booth spittin' fire, I got a dragon tail
I got the roof chopped out the top, this a panoramic
Hit him with a boom, make a n*gga do a flip, that’s an acrobatic
I just had to cuss my b*tch out, she was acting ratchet
b*tch want a role, tryna play on a movie, why you actin' dramatic?
My Glock fire continuously, fully automatic
Shoot my shot facing the other way, I be ballin' backwards
b*tch can't go through my phone, she just want my password
Do you wanna talk before you die? You better say your last words
I ain't gotta use a thirty round, I'll use the standard
Dog got put out his granny crib 'cause he ain't have no manners
You the type f*ck any b*tch, you ain't got no standards
I just knocked down a b*tch wall, but I ain't got no hammer
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