This is a song about "Bring"

You just bring up shit randomly

Fuck that now trying get the money

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

I bring the meat, you bring the cabbage, i bring the heat, you bring the draft picks,

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

Come on pick'em up, bring me back..bring me back!!!

Maybe you should expect bring in,

Well baby bot there ain't no question

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Recurrently nightmares bring more brutality

Come on pick'em up, bring me back..bring me back!!

I don't know why i'm even on this track

Well rick james, maury jane

Money bring pain,money bring gain

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Chattering bring back other things