Lyrics:
I got bricks on me, bricks on me
Might as well say I got bricks on me
I could have bought 3 birds with this watch on me
I got 2 more chickens in
me not in 'Lo it's a problem
'Less it's a Champion suit, then I'm trappin'
(?) got all this 'Lo all from rappin'?
Used to have a nigga that was down
bricks
Tony Montana: "All I have in this world"
Is my 100-round chopper and my white girl
Oil-based bricks, shit hard to cook
Call the plug back,
I've been trapped inside for way too long
Time to get going start the day off strong
Take my girl out for a nice long walk
Have a fancy brunch
day in a parka
Ain't hard to add her to the roster
Good drank have you up all night
Make a good impression only get one night
Just tryna see if you my
bricks
Tony Montana: "All I have in this world"
Is my 100-round chopper and my white girl
Oil-based bricks, shit hard to cook
Call the plug back,
bricks
Tony Montana: "All I have in this world"
Is my 100-round chopper and my white girl
Oil-based bricks, shit hard to cook
Call the plug back,
bricks
Tony Montana: "All I have in this world"
Is my 100-round chopper and my white girl
Oil-based bricks, shit hard to cook
Call the plug back,
bricks
Tony Montana: "All I have in this world"
Is my 100-round chopper and my white girl
Oil-based bricks, shit hard to cook
Call the plug back,
bricks
Tony Montana: "All I have in this world"
Is my 100-round chopper and my white girl
Oil-based bricks, shit hard to cook
Call the plug back,
bricks
Tony Montana: "All I have in this world"
Is my 100-round chopper and my white girl
Oil-based bricks, shit hard to cook
Call the plug back,
bricks
Tony Montana: "All I have in this world"
Is my 100-round chopper and my white girl
Oil-based bricks, shit hard to cook
Call the plug back,
From a brick to a stone, does a feign have a soul? (Oh, Oh)
As a kid need a goal, the powder's made of gold (Oh, Oh, Oh)
Getting blowed
Thinkin' I
big-headed
Would you please stop talking about how my dick head is
Flow infectious, give me 10 seconds
I'll have a buzz bigger than insects in Texas
It's
to broken hearted
Back to where we started
Everything we built gone down again
If this was in the movies
It's said to be the truth
Bet no one would believe
Them fairy tales you tell in your rounds
Will have a shell in the pound
Split your melon to the white
Meat with no melanin found
I could push your
a building
Look at all the money in the building
All the paper in the city in the building
Stack it up, stack it up to the ceiling
All I see is bricks
couldn't make it where I survive
Right now my city murder rate is at it's all time high
And it's a must I have the piece in sight
When I'm drivin' know I
If a three fell in the forest,
And no one was around to hear it,
Baby, does it go 'boom'? Does it go 'boom'?
If I have love for ya,
But you weren't
hater burn
Yo, I was in the park
Spray painting on the platform
Patent leather top ten, Space Invader hats on
Eighty something
I've been a threat for
the other one!
ARTHUR: I am. And this my trusty servant Patsy. We have
ridden the length and breadth of the land in search of knights
who will join me
day in a parka
Ain't hard to add her to the roster
Good drank have you up all night
Make a good impression only get one night
Just tryna see if you my
cap
That's a fact
I'm doing my shii, with the rap
For I shtack
Up my dolla, in my walla
Have yo bitch suck me then she swalla
Go like galla, ahh
But
For half my career I was part of that
My best friend got a burner, and it's lookin' like an artifact
Put it in your puffer or your Prada hat
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