Bring it Out (Explicit) - DJ Esco/O.T. Genasis/Future

Written by：William Moore/Odis Flores/Nayvadius Wilburn

I got thing in the car I'm bout bring it out

F**k what you talkin' 'bout n**ga we gotta bang it out

I keep my b**ch in the house I'm bout bring her out

I got whips on whips this thing I'm bout to bring 'em out

I'm bout bang it out I'm bout bang it out

I'm bout bang it out I'm bout bring it out

I put the mat on the rarri I'm bout bring it out

We don't talk back to no cops we just air 'em out

If you ain't spraying for the gang then we puttin' you out

I got my jammers inside my shirt don't make me bring one out

I got that thing exotic car don't make me bring it out

I put 'em burkins in the closet told her bring one out hah

Whip that soda ice like polar

Double on motor on the motorola

Got your main thing took her to boa

Took her to the crib made her do yoga

I got b**ches I know you ain't leave seen yet

Got the 4488 you ain't see yet

These rappers gonna make me pull out my tennis chain

I'm back and forth with my b**ches like a tennis game

I'm killin' n**gas GYG I put 'em in the hearse

My b**ch killin' you h*es you know she had it first

I got 'em guns I do the most yeah I love to roast

I could've got the wraith but it can't fit my h*es

I came up way up out the mud and turned up like a key

I hit the club and valet tell me I can keep my key

I'll shoot it out with all these n**gas I don't give a f**k

I got a hundred n**gas with me I don't give a f**k

I got a thing in the car I'm bout bring it out

F**k what you talkin' 'bout n**ga we gotta bang it out

I keep my b**ch in the house I'm bout bring her out

I got whips on whips this thingI'm bout to bring 'em out

I'm bout bang it out I'm bout bang it out

I'm bout bang it out I'm bout bring it out

I put the mat on the rarri I'm bout bring it out

We don't talk back to no cops we just air 'em out

Big face rollie still rock

Air 15 leave a n**ga hold

Got a lotta cash still move fast

Dope in the pot spoon in the trash

I'm addicted to the pace I'm a trap n**ga

Why you talk behind my back you should act n**ga

Make the money come back like a lap n**ga

Treat you like you did good cause I clap n**gas

I got shooters on deck and it's real fun

Put your fingers in the air get a real gun

Heard you got a b**ch n**ga get a real one

Couple days in a month I hit a million

I done had too much to drink I done fell on her

Had a threesome with my b**ch put Chanel on

I'm still married to the game got my ring yeah

Long clip beat hit his b**ch we can bang out

I got a thing in the car I'm bout bring it out

F**k what you talkin' 'bout n**ga we gotta bang it out

I keep my b**ch in the house I'm bout bring her out

I got whips on whips this thing I'm bout to bring 'em out

I'm bout bang it out I'm bout bang it out

I'm bout bang it out I'm bout bring it out

I put the mat on the rarri I'm bout bring it out

We don't talk back to no cops we just air 'em out

If you ain't spraying for the gang then we puttin' you out

I got my jammers inside my shirt don't make me bring one out

I got that thing exotic car don't make me bring it out

I put 'em burkins in the closet told her bring one out hah