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Guess what I'm buying
She a model in that earth tone skin
With her lil chocolate ass
Shaped like an hour glass
Shorty like my lil Alexis Phifer in

Ferraris
Poured cash on my dealer, made him hand me my car keys
Bad baby in my passenger, too old for a car seat
Drop the top over her head
She drops the top

"I grabbed the mic and try to say, 'yes
Y'all' "
(Starin' at the world through my rearview​​​)
(​​"Somebody in the house say YEAH!")
"I grabbed

your lil hoe by your side in the passenger seat
Yeah she up in a panic
My bros running up and blamming
Get you wrapped up I'm not talking ceramic
Get you

For all the introverts, in the mutha fucking house
Uh, yo
I don't want none ya time
Don't want ya vibe, get the fuck up out my life
I'm tired

a couple G's down by the lake
Hell yeah I got 'em but they'll be straight

[Verse 2 - Pimp]
We be 6 deep creepin'
In a Deville sittin' up on D's with

fooled by our facade
You done street shit
Old beef shit I never squashed
What if I was in that
Wheelchair instead of Josh?
Thinkin' what if Pop Smoke

FYBR (First Year Being Rich)

A$AP Rocky

Cozy Tapes, Vol. 2: Too Cozy

2017

a billion by thirty-six

Top of the year? I was broke (cash out)
Done been had lint in my pocket
Now I'm plugged like a socket
Bankrolls in my pocket

the water like
The brick had gills
You breathe in the pot when it form into rock
Keep my heat on my waist
By the stove 'cause it's hot
Ain't shit sweet, nah,

on
Hit a nigga dead in the chest, like Saquon with the stiff arm
Damn, I'm thinkin' drive bys (yeah, yeah), yeah
Walk ups, run downs, kick doors and lay

the opps, they called twelve
I been trapping since twelve, selling nicks and bricks and bales
Narcotics and plenty sales, glass bowls and pocket scales

to crack a joke if no one there to laugh it up
What's a night ride if I ain't got no passenger
Pass it up, cuz it got me feeling sick in the belly
Kool Aid

the map like alchemists 
clways stay lit we can't resist 

Tombstones of white down brick by brick
Can't feel my legs my girls to thick

No loans take what

the house and let both them go
Balenciaga mask on like, "Where'd Covid go?"
Walk in Delilah's, forty deep like I own Death Row
Say it with my chest,

escape from pupil dilation
Sunlight I can hear you breathe
Through the faces in the crowd
Tryna figure out how
To forget this glass house
Immortal visions

Guns N' Roses

Clipse

Training Day

2001

Love doing bitches with pink lips, call me Padre
Talk shit with a gun in my hand call me cockay

Did this straight, bricks ain't large
Bricks for weight,

What Dreams Are Made Of

Pusha T

Fear of God II: Let Us Pray

2011

warner
Menage a trois in the bath house
Blew money on 'em, bitches never bad mouth
You glass slipper bad whores, I just cash out
You open doors, I open

she passed out
Whip and made it flip, I turned a brick into a glass house
I used to be mad down, I got niggas mad now
I used to be down bad
Sipping out

Let me get a blunt, then I burn it up
(I burn it up)
Got a bad bitch in the passenger
(the passenger)
She gon' suck or fuck, then I give her up
(I give

a thing, my house wasn't a home
My whip wasn't a Wraith, my kicks wasn't the J's
All I had was a gun, I'm still stuck in my ways
I'm always smokin'

over a bum ass nigga
I'm taking the time to rebuild my brick wall
So naive of me to let it slip and fall
Now I'm a brick house
Yeah
(She's mighty,

Alienation

Morning Parade

Alienation

2013

Swallowed by his pride.
It's like a mobile phone that can't phone home.
It's an endless ringing, and it's a silent drone.
It's a passenger, a messenger

Brick by brick
Blue collar men
Stand American tall

Lyin' thieves
In glass homes
We built a nation
While the bosses were stoned

Give blood 
To get paid

the violence inside of you 

They built gold monuments brick-by-brick
Which fell in a moment with a click, click, click
Until quiet
Don't fear the quiet inside