Bricks

It's ya boy yo Gotti

Chea, Gucci Mane the flare

My nigga Ralph in here

Zaytoven on the beat nigga

And its' a street nigga holiday

My Nigga DJ Holiday

Chea



Bricks, all white bricks

Off white bricks, light tan bricks

Just hit a lick, for fifty more bricks

Ballin' like a bitch, with all these bricks



Bricks, thirty six zips, that's a whole chick

Wanna bad bitch? Gotta have bricks

Yeah, that make sense, yeah, I make hits

But I still take bricks



So icy CEO, I'm a fool with the snow

They think I'm puttin' VVS jewels in the coke

My watch a cool hundred, Paint-job a cold twenty

And after this flip I'm quittin' the trap cold turkey, sike



The pack in and I'm workin'

Drought season in, charged ya ass a whole thirty

But right now you can get it for a low number

The fish scale white, same color my hummer



Zone six polar bears never see summer

It's winter all year cuz the birds fly under

Ninety five Air Max 'cause I'm a dope runna'

I'm ballin' like an athlete but got no jumper It's



Bricks, all white bricks

Off white bricks, light tan bricks

Just hit a lick, for fifty more bricks

Ballin' like a bitch, with all these bricks



Bricks, thirty six zips, that's a whole chick

Wanna bad bitch? Gotta have bricks

Yeah, that make sense, yeah, I make hits

But I still take bricks



I'm like a waitress in the trap I got somethin' to serve

That's sixteen bars, same price for a bird

What you need, a bird or a couple pounds?

I'm on Cleveland Ave, you know my side of town



So many bricks, I can build my own apartment

Ya better a check, when ya come in my department

Yes I break em' down and I sell em' whole

Try me watch ya whole crew fall like some dominoes



I got a trap house and a trap car

100,00 off a cap, that's a trap star

All this smoke got me feelin' real nauseous

Ridin' with them bricks got me feelin' real cautious



Bricks, all white bricks

Off white bricks, light tan bricks

Just hit a lick, for fifty more bricks

Ballin' like a bitch, with all these bricks



Bricks, thirty six zips, that's a whole chick

Wanna bad bitch? Gotta have bricks

Yeah, that make sense, yeah, I make hits

But I still take bricks



Tony Montana, all I have in this world

Is my hundred round chopper and my white girl

Oil base bricks, shit hard to cook

Call the plug back, tell him he got took



Know what that mean? The shit free

That mean none for him, and more for me

I took somethin', I'm gutta bitch

Don't trust me dog, this that North Memphis shit



Old school, new Porsche

Couple choppas just in case

They wanna go to war bricks

Aka my best friend

Twenty eight inch rims call 'em grown men



Dope stepped on, call it step child

I got that Slim Shady, we call it Eight Mile

I'm from North Memphis, Watkins and Brown

Gotti Street, and nigga that's my brick house



Bricks, all white bricks

Off white bricks, light tan bricks

Just hit a lick, for fifty more bricks

Ballin' like a bitch, with all these bricks



Bricks, thirty six zips, that's a whole chick

Wanna bad bitch? Gotta have bricks

Yeah, that make sense, yeah, I make hits

But I still take bricks