HOTLINE BRICKS

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kheprii

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I was on that road for the last six months
Hopped off and they say I was lucky
I would trip on tabs and dutchies
Ended up being round' traps and junkies
I was on that road for the last six months
Hopped off and they say I was lucky
I would trip on tabs and dutchies
Ended up being round' traps and junkies
Plastic straw, no slushie
Cunts in the ride getting fried, Kentucky
I been so low key, can't touch me
Can't be clumsy around this fuckery
Married to the game, no spouse
Got twenty years inside my pouch
Can't let anyone near my house
Who's running their mouth when shit goes south
You don't know what the game's about
Young boy on trap for the name and the clout
And you know anyone can be taking the route
But the hardest part is making it out
Yuh, Hotline bricks
One phone call and I'm on my biz
Stock my whip
Cops roll up, then it's not my shit
Yuh, Hotline bricks
One phone call and I'm on my biz
Stock my whip
Cops roll up, then it's not my shit
Yuh, flood my wrist
Premo greens, you don't chop like this
Trap to trap, you don't bop like this
That's a fact you don't
I feel like a gold medallist
Cause I'm so quick to run all these packs
Money looking like Everest
It took all night to count all these stacks
Run laps down the coast, from Sunshine to Goldie
Scope my trap, get blocked like a goalie
Beef never lack, you best not involve me
Boy got expensive tic, like a rollie
Blessed with the Tec, we leaving them holy
Brother got a Benz, now picture me rolling
Risking the pen, the shit that I'm holding
Pass that ball, not talking bout' Spalding
Yuh, Hotline bricks
One phone call and I'm on my biz
Stock my whip
Cops roll up, then it's not my shit
Yuh, Hotline bricks
One phone call and I'm on my biz
Stock my whip
Cops roll up, then it's not my shit

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