Bricks (feat. Yo Gotti & Yung Ralph)

It's your boy Yo Gotti, gyeah! Gucci Mane La Flare My nigga Ralph in here Zaytoven on the beat, nigga And it's a street-nigga holiday My Nigga D.J Holiday, gyeah! All-white bricks Off-white bricks Light-tan bricks Just hit a lick for 50 more bricks Balling like a bitch with all these bricks Bricks! 36 zips That's a whole chick Want a bad bitch? Gotta have bricks Yeah that makes sense Yeah, I make hits But I still take bricks So Icy C.E.O., I'm a fool with the snow They think I'm putting VVS jewels in the coke My watch a cool hundred, Paint-job a cold 20 And after this flip, I'm quitting the trap cold-turkey... psych! The pack in and I'm working Drought season in, charged your ass a whole 30 But right now you can get it for a low number The fish scale white: same color my Hummer Zone-6 polar bears never see Summer It's Winter all year cause the birds fly under 95 Air Max cause I'm a dope runner I'm ballin' like an athlete but got no jumper Bricks! All-white bricks Off-white bricks Light-tan bricks Just hit a lick for 50 more bricks Balling like a bitch with all these bricks Bricks! 36 zips That's a whole chick Want a bad bitch? Gotta have bricks Yeah that makes sense Yeah, I make hits But I still take bricks I'm like a waitress in the trap: I've got something to serve That's 16 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 You better check when you come in my department Yes I break em down and I sell em whole Try me, watch your whole crew fall like some dominoes I got a trap house and a trap car 100, 000 off a cap: that's a trapstar All this smoke got me feeling real nauseous Riding with them bricks got me feeling real cautious Bricks! All-white bricks Off-white bricks Light-tan bricks Just hit a lick for 50 more bricks Balling like a bitch with all these bricks Bricks! 36 zips That's a whole chick Want a bad bitch? Gotta have bricks Yeah that makes sense Yeah, I make hits But I still take 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, tell him he got took Know what that mean, the shit free That means none for him and more for me I took something, I'm gutter bitch Don't trust me dogg, this that North Memphis shit Old-school new Porsche Couple choppers just in case they wanna go to war Bricks, aka my best friend 28 inch rims: call em "grown men" Dope stepped on, call it "step-child I got that Slim Shady, we call it "8 Mile" I'm from North Memphis, Watkins and Brown Gotti Street and nigga, that's my brick house