A$AP Ant - Bring Em Out lyrics

[Intro:] Drop the top Got the whole block out Fresh clothes, head to toe Got the b**hes out Go to the bank Teller about to cash out We're in no game, really out We got the f**ing clout [Verse 1:] Ya'll were bored [?] banana I like my [?] pineapple with the fanta Do a nut, Deion Sanders n***a approach me, he better show some manners [?] ten more days we'll gonna have a phantom Shout to [?] whole of Atlanta Copping gifts like I'm connect to Santa Got his next show outta Manchester Look who n***a still f**ing talking Bawling like Darryl Dawkins Ya'll fraid y'all mouth ain't pitbulls All I hear is barking Call Little Juvie he gon' do the chalking All these [?] f** the police, double parking No muscle whipped, I need a [?] [Chorus:] Drop the top Got the whole block out Fresh clothes, head to toe Got the b**hes out Go to the bank Teller about to cash out We're in no game, really out We got the f**ing clout [Verse 2:] I pull up on your b**h She hop on my dick As she catch she ride this dick While she hold this clit b**h I'm used to selling pounds Seven dollars a nick I've been really on my grind Trying to get a brick I don't give a sh** Man I love my daughter If a n***a play with her He gon' get slaughter p**y n***as on the bench All my n***as starters I ain't no motherf**ing rapper I'm a f**ing artist This a story about the trenches I'm the f**ing author Ante Ro, Tootie Ro That's my f**ing partner Drop the top man You know we brought the b**hes out End the track, everywhere We ran them b**hes out Every time I come around These p**y n***as poe n***as poe until I [?] can't go anymo' [Chorus]