French Montana - Bring Dem Things lyrics

[French Montana - Bring Dem Things lyrics]

Montana i be like, nice P, you know
What up P? Skateboard!
Skate on these niggas

When I pull up they notice me
Come and talk to me like Jodeci
But don't you be too close to me
Them goons you see, let it go for me
I bring them things, I bring them things
I call the plug (hello?) he bring them things
Mucho bitches, I bring them chains
Looking so expensive, rings and diamonds
I bring them things i bring them things
I bring them things i bring them things

Maybe, you don't wanna fuck with them bro
Oh you high and they shooting, better get low
Extort 'em, you ain't go no friends, oh
They'll be fucking with that
Ass like a nympho
Chanel scarf like rainbow barf
$1000 sip nigga, this ain't yo' cloth
You ain't dripping nigga, that ain't no sauce
I can see the noodles
That shit made for poodles
I'm thinking 'bout the LaFerrari coupe
18, the option is the roof
Greens is a sicken to the youth
Your goals are malnourished nigga
Please spit the juice
Y'all be Bape and I be human made and
Y'all be aping, I'm Richard Mille nation
No diamonds, just turn beyond facing
Gears and sprockets with the sapphire casing

When I pull up they notice me
Come and talk to me like Jodeci
But don't you be too close to me
Them goons you see, let it go for me
I bring them things, I bring them things
I call the plug (hello?) he bring them things
Mucho bitches, I bring them chains
Looking so expensive, rings and things
I bring them things i bring them things
I bring them things i bring them things

Here's a little story about
A kid from Morocco
Had to show Carlito I was Benny Blanco
Check it out, ra raindrop, offset
Fuck a plug, we the outlet
Child put me in a box, I'm in the box office
All the rocks made shawty blow my socks off
Coke boy white, Mac Miller, Reggie Miller
Shoot to kill her, canary quarterback
Steelers white villa from crack dealing
Vanilla, garage like a dealer
I kill 'em softly, Lauryn Hill 'em
Get above 'em, crib Calabasas on the hill, I
Had 'em on a needle, 45 plate
Beatles wore revolvers on the red carpet
Alcatraz bars, crash cars
Ain't no future in fronting
My homie rip yo mask off

When I pull up they notice me
Come and talk to me like Jodeci
But don't you be too close to me
Them goons you see, let it go for me
I bring them things, I bring them things
I call the plug (hello?) he bring them things
Mucho bitches, I bring them chains
Looking so expensive, rings and things
I bring them things i bring them things
I bring them things i bring them things

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