Bankroll Fresh - Bring Them Thangs (ft. Gucci Mane, Chief Keef) lyrics
rate meThese bitches poppin’ molly
I’m talkin’ all the time
These hoes don’t kill no children
I sell diamonds with blue new ballets
And bricks and they are all under the bed
He said I’ll get mad
But I think I missed it
If you be my hoe you can have the home
I mean , nigga, I ain’t got no feelings
First roll it ,cushin’ now we’re sellin’ dope
Want it? Be steady but he said no
Comin’ for a kid, I’mma have to tell him no
100 squares, 100 pairs, what’s the price?
Bring the things in
Bring them things in
Where you come from , I assure they don’t give a fuck
Boy you got a hoe,but it’s easy countin’
How are you doin’?
I’m doin’ stupid
Go and get, it bitch
I’m a zone 3 nigga
You know I’m on that shit
And my nigga 46, ain’t juggin’ out the rits
He ain’t fuckin’ with your friends
And he knows that the streets are bad
I got 40 on my wrist, I got 50 in the club
Kitchen hit the strip
Watched some pounds and some zips
Hit the block, let it sell
Hit your block, let it rest
You watch my watch very close
And my pocket very fat and I stay like this
Spend new stacks, get it back
12 chickens in the bag
There goes Mimi and her friend
Bitch this ain’t what I want
My niggaz are a little slow
Nigga this is Mimi and her friend
Bitch this ain’t what I want
My niggaz are a little slow
Bring the things in
Bring them things in
Where you come from , I assure they don’t give a fuck
Boy you got a hoe,but it’s easy countin’
How are you doin’?
I’m doin’ stupid
Go and get, it bitch
I’m a zone 3 nigga
You know I’m on that shit
And my nigga 46, ain’t juggin’ out the rits
He ain’t fuckin’ with your friends
And he knows that the streets are bad
Juggin’ on a million, hit the table,hit the ceiling
We see it baggin’ in
Come here and make sure you have a hundred with you
You’re good at real nigga winning
It’s a certain size
And you know about it
Good night, I’mma die
You’re a flat street nigga
I’m from the city
If you wanna come here
Bring the things in
Bring them things in
Where you come from , I assure they don’t give a fuck
Boy you got a hoe,but it’s easy countin’
How are you doin’?
I’m doin’ stupid
Go and get, it bitch
I’m a zone 3 nigga
You know I’m on that shit
And my nigga 46, ain’t juggin’ for his wrists
He ain’t fuckin’ with your friends
And he knows that the streets are bad
