Brick (Sped Up)

We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline Five sheets of high powered blotter Acid, a salt shaker half full of cocaine Not that we needed all that for the trip But once you get locked in to a serious drug collection The tendency is to push it as far as you can Mmm, Spadez in this bitch Bitch I'm on one, I'ma to hit the liquor store Cop a forty ounce, I'ma make it triple tho Hit the dro and I spark it (ah) So dank this shit is retarted, pardon (what) What I'm sayin', excuse my language Show up at the spot taking chicks you came with (swoop) Dive in the pussy, call me Greg Louganis I'ma need a medal for the worlds biggest penis (yeah) I be smoked out, and I'm vaped up And I stay with a chick hella caked up She don't need make up, fly when she wake up Always wearing some, Gucci or Marc Jacobs And she all about gettin' to the mula Time is money, never heard anything truer Hot right now but I couldn't be cooler (burr) Couldn't measure up my pimp game with a ruler (nah) Killin' the game, fuck a persecutor I'ma have you lovin' it by the time verse two (uh) Come up, who the fuck I think I am, got damn (got damn) Rappin' and producer, stoned like Medusa From the Bay, the Yay, the CA Fuck being sober, I could blaze all day But now I'm on the east coast, now I'm out in SoHo Now I'm in that beast mode, now I'm gettin' mo dough You should take a photo, I'm down for the promo And being broke has always been a (no, no) no no I'm like fuck Polo, I rock Blvck Scvle Flickin' off a critic like a wack hang nail Smelling like weed when I exhale, I'm a nightingale, a insomniac And it's four twenty eight as I'm writing that (bow, bow, bow, bow) And the chick you with, I been piping that (aha) (Oops) Bow, bow, bow, bow Hold up (up, up), hold up, hold up (up, up) Hold up, hold up (bow, bow, bow, bow) Yeah I got this, back to the topic First things first, let me spark this tropic Blunt so big that it's lookin' like a rocket Tryin' to get my flow a little more hypnotic All I got is chronic in this bitch right now Up inside a swisher that I just burned down (k-keep it rollin') Rolling up loud got me sittin' on a cloud I been looking at the top so long, hell nah I can't turn around Back to that other shit (her) she my other chick One lighter's never is enough, bring another Bic Stay lookin' baller-ish, stay gettin brain She deserve a scholarship, head game insane (head game insane) Champagne bottles, hella bad bitches Got a couple of 'em tryna wobble on my hinges I'ma let you finish but let me just say (let me just say this) I'd give Taylor Swift the business With the swiftness nothing more to say