(Where the bricks, where the bows?)

(Where the bricks, where the bows?)

(Bitch, bitch, yeah, bitch)

Where the bricks, where the bows?

1-7-double-O, slither gang, bloody nose

R.I.P. Phillip, that's my right hand **** but he gone, yeah

Now I gotta smoke these pussy **** on my own

These **** actin' tough but turn pussy over a ho

Boy, I would never go, I dick that ho, then make her go

Bitch, while I call your Uber, go wait over by the door

And bitch, check on your phone, wait 'til you leave to turn it on

That **** talkin' tough, yes, I can hear it in his tone

I slapped him with the chrome, then put a bullet in his dome

My all white Air Force 1's gotta be fresh or I can't rock 'em

If he step on these, I might just fuck around and sock him

Dangle that boy over a ledge and then I drop him

Shoot a bullet straight through his head, I solved the problem

Not going back and forth on the 'Gram, I had to block him

Rather catch him lackin' in public and then pop him

Caught him on the elevator, had to 2Pac him

I'ma pull a Biggie Smalls, ****, don't know who shot him

If I shoot and I miss, I bet one of my guys got him

And I'ma let him keep his shit 'cause I'm rich, I ain't gotta rob him

Where the bricks, where the bows?

1-7-double-O, slither gang, bloody nose

R.I.P. Phillip, that's my right hand **** but he gone, yeah

Now I gotta smoke these pussy **** on my own

These **** actin' tough but turn pussy over a ho

Boy, I would never go, I dick that ho, then make her go

Bitch, while I call your Uber, go wait over by the door

And bitch, check on your phone, wait till you leave to turn it on

Where the bricks, where the bows?

1-7-double-O, slither gang, bloody nose

RIP Phillip, my right hand **** but he gone, yeah

Now I gotta smoke these pussy **** on my own

These **** actin' tough but turn pussy over a ho

Boy, I would never go, I dick that ho, then make her go

Bitch, while I call your Uber, go wait over by the door

And bitch, check on your phone, wait till you leave to turn it on