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Brickz
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Brickz was released on June 27, 2026 by Skrillla as a part of the album Brickz - Single
June 27, 2026
LabelSkrillla
LanguageEnglish
BPM74
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

Brother died for me, we 'posed to ride or die, we die together
Ain't no straps up on the seat, we smack the whip, we live forever
Play the front line, Rosa Parks, what they gon' say? Toss with the kettle
Put the chip back on the glick, I let that shit blow like Fredo
Put a steam pack on my wrist, I put an ice pack on a bitch
I done pulled up presidential, all black truck, like, "Who did this?"
I done stamped name down the way, I done spilled blood into the bricks
I done stamped name down the way, I done breathed breath into the strip
Ogun alive
How you look me in my eyes, tell me a lie?
How you look down at your dogs 'cause I got problems gettin' high?
Rockin' Margiel' from the past, but they call future, I ain't surprised
Feel like I'm repeatin' life, relive this life-life once again
Shoutouts Elegua 'cause he know how this life-life's gonna end
Five percent tint on the whip, can't see the blick spark out in sin
Please forgive me for my sins, for all my life that I done sinned
I done sold nicks and the dimes, they smokin' dope out a syringe
Brother died for me, we 'posed to ride or die, we die together
Ain't no straps up on the seat, we smack the whip, we live forever
Play the front line, Rosa Parks, what they gon' say? Toss with the kettle
Put the chip back on the glick, I let that shit blow like Fredo
Put a steam pack on my wrist, I put an ice pack on a bitch
I done pulled up presidential, all black truck, like, "Who did this?"
I done stamped name down the way, I done spilled blood into the bricks
I done stamped name down the way, I done breathed breath into the strip
Ogun alive
I ain't have to kill a chicken, bless the shooter
Word around town got around, you know the Drac' the executor
I'm still alive, I ain't have to sacrifice goat to survive
We done got the **** down-down with a pound before sunrise
We can't get that man, we had to get his mans, I hope he understand
How the fuck the **** survive the Drac'? I just don't understand
You know life priceless, but it's price tags on the other side
You got caught up out of bounds, like what would be the odds?
Brother died for me, we 'posed to ride or die, we die together
Ain't no straps up on the seat, we smack the whip, we live forever
Play the front line, Rosa Parks, what they gon' say? Toss with the kettle
Put the chip back on the glick, I let that shit blow like Fredo
Put a steam pack on my wrist, I put an ice pack on a bitch
I done pulled up presidential, all black truck, like, "Who did this?"
I done stamped name down the way, I done spilled blood into the bricks
I done stamped name down the way, I done breathed breath into the strip
Ogun alive
Written by: Jemille Edwards
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