Lyrics

Bring your 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, 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 yeah 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
**** I was cheffin' missing class to do a show
All I ever wanted was a tape named love
Now we fucking everything youngin' better use a glove (Uh)
Shouts out 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 can, 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 a 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 y'all really fight (No)
I can bring my **** 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 **** 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 it that lucky
Up all night
Hit with another show, red eye flight
Told you bout that zone don't let him in that zone
I be everywhere bet you thought I had a clone
But I just got grown (Told ya')
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, 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!
Bring your friends
You should bring your friends, yeah!
Bring your friends, yeah!
Sorry but I gotta put you hold
On my line, on my line (You should bring your friends, yeah, bring your friends, yeah!)
Sorry but I gotta put you hold (Yeah, yeah)
On my line, on my line
Sorry but I gotta put you hold (Yeah, yeah)
On my line, on my line (You should bring your friends, yeah, bring your friends, yeah!)
Sorry but I gotta put you hold (Yeah, yeah)
On my line, on my line (You should bring your friends, yeah, bring your friends, yeah!)
Sorry but I gotta put you hold
On my line, on my line (Yeah, yeah)
Sorry but I gotta put you hold
You should bring your friends, yeah, bring your friends, yeah!
Written by: Olatunji Ige
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