Bring Yo Friends
I can get it in (yeah)
With the pen (yeah)
Sitting in the caddy
Plotting on the Benz (yeah)
Baby you a hottie (yeah)
You a ten (yeah)
You should bring your friends yeah!
Bring your friends yeah!
I can get it in (yeah)
With the pen (yeah)
Sitting in the caddy
Plotting on the Benz (yeah)
Baby you a hottie (yeah)
You a ten (yeah)
You should bring your friends yeah!
Bring your friends yeah!
Chilling overseas tryna chase these M's (yeah)
Out in Hackney (yeah) In the ends (yeah)
I don't want no hand out don't want lend (yeah)
Got it on my own this shit is known (yeah)
Oh he in the zone yeah, yeah he in the zone (yeah)
Did it for my home yeah bitch like oh yeah
Goes to show
I'm a pro
Gotta move
A lil slow (oh)
Longevity is something that they don't know
All started from A Yo
Tracks was on the stove
Nigga I was cheffin'
Missing class to do a show
All I ever wanted was a tape named love
Now we fucking every where youngin better use a glove (uh)
Shouts outs the water baby
Shouts out to the plug
Shout out my rider
This and that
Such and such
When you see me riding out you better pull out that clutch
Then I hit the studio and match up beezy with the Dutch
() I can get it in (yeah)
With the pen (yeah)
Sitting in the caddy
Plotting on the Benz (yeah)
Baby you a hottie (yeah)
You a ten (yeah)
You should bring your friends yeah!
Bring your friends yeah!
I know I'm youngin but I live this life (yeah)
Sipping on a lil' til I'm feeling nice (yeah)
If you ain't having fun you ain't living right (yeah)
They Talking bout some guns
But could yall really fight (NO)
I can bring my niggas
You can bring ya bitches (yeah)
Why you wanna be popping all on the Internet
They just taking pictures they ain't really living (yeah)
You know my team winning nigga that's a given(yeah)
Monster like sully
Tunji getting gully
Maybe cause I'm Flyer than a broad street bully
Hits in the tucky
I was in the ducky
All hard work
I ain't get that lucky
Up all night
Hit with another show need a red eye flight
Told you bout that zone
Dont let him in that zone
I be everywhere bet you thought I had a clone
But I just got grown
I can get it in (yeah)
With the pen (yeah)
Sitting in the caddy
Plotting on the Benz (yeah)
Baby you a hottie (yeah)
You a ten (yeah)
You should bring your friends yeah!
Bring your friends yeah!
Sorry but I gotta put you hold on my line ...
With the pen (yeah)
Sitting in the caddy
Plotting on the Benz (yeah)
Baby you a hottie (yeah)
You a ten (yeah)
You should bring your friends yeah!
Bring your friends yeah!
I can get it in (yeah)
With the pen (yeah)
Sitting in the caddy
Plotting on the Benz (yeah)
Baby you a hottie (yeah)
You a ten (yeah)
You should bring your friends yeah!
Bring your friends yeah!
Chilling overseas tryna chase these M's (yeah)
Out in Hackney (yeah) In the ends (yeah)
I don't want no hand out don't want lend (yeah)
Got it on my own this shit is known (yeah)
Oh he in the zone yeah, yeah he in the zone (yeah)
Did it for my home yeah bitch like oh yeah
Goes to show
I'm a pro
Gotta move
A lil slow (oh)
Longevity is something that they don't know
All started from A Yo
Tracks was on the stove
Nigga I was cheffin'
Missing class to do a show
All I ever wanted was a tape named love
Now we fucking every where youngin better use a glove (uh)
Shouts outs the water baby
Shouts out to the plug
Shout out my rider
This and that
Such and such
When you see me riding out you better pull out that clutch
Then I hit the studio and match up beezy with the Dutch
() I can get it in (yeah)
With the pen (yeah)
Sitting in the caddy
Plotting on the Benz (yeah)
Baby you a hottie (yeah)
You a ten (yeah)
You should bring your friends yeah!
Bring your friends yeah!
I know I'm youngin but I live this life (yeah)
Sipping on a lil' til I'm feeling nice (yeah)
If you ain't having fun you ain't living right (yeah)
They Talking bout some guns
But could yall really fight (NO)
I can bring my niggas
You can bring ya bitches (yeah)
Why you wanna be popping all on the Internet
They just taking pictures they ain't really living (yeah)
You know my team winning nigga that's a given(yeah)
Monster like sully
Tunji getting gully
Maybe cause I'm Flyer than a broad street bully
Hits in the tucky
I was in the ducky
All hard work
I ain't get that lucky
Up all night
Hit with another show need a red eye flight
Told you bout that zone
Dont let him in that zone
I be everywhere bet you thought I had a clone
But I just got grown
I can get it in (yeah)
With the pen (yeah)
Sitting in the caddy
Plotting on the Benz (yeah)
Baby you a hottie (yeah)
You a ten (yeah)
You should bring your friends yeah!
Bring your friends yeah!
Sorry but I gotta put you hold on my line ...
Credits
Writer(s): Dwayne Carter, Terius Gray, Byron O. Thomas, Noah Lev Beresin, Tunji Ige
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