歌词

(Damn, JakeSand)
Brickolas Cage
While I'm hittin' the stage
Yeah, yeah, ooh
This Escalade can drive itself if I just push a button
Me and my plug was on the phone, we had a good discussion
Sellin' 'bows for five thousand, got me back off in the mix
Dank vibes, got that shit from Heavy, he might charge you sixty
Clicquot, Rose, hoes poppin' Yercs just to loosen up
Pull up in a spaceship and made a **** lose his lunch
Fall off in the function, they be tellin' me, "Scooch, you the one"
We the ones that really get it, hope they not confusin' us
My bezel cost like twenty extra 'cause of how they set it
Your whole watch ain't worth a twenty, so you got domestic
Sometimes you just gotta hit another state, another town
Bought some 'bows from Oakland, then I hit the hood and broke 'em down
**** left me hangin', wonder why I'm antisocial now
My people in Filao, I don't fuck around with local clowns
I was distracted in the streets, but bitch, I'm focused now
I can't sell you a whole thing, but it's some O's around, Overlord
Gone in sixty seconds, ran through a Brickolas Cage (Yeah)
They blowin' up my phone while I'm hittin' the stage (OV)
Countin' up a hundred, it ain't shit to explain
If my youngins turn out, I'm 'bout to give 'em the game
Gone in sixty seconds, ran through a Brickolas Cage
They blowin' up my phone while I'm hittin' the stage (Yeah)
Countin' up a hundred, it ain't shit to explain
If my youngins turn out, I'm 'bout to give 'em the game
COVID mask on without no symptoms of a cold
I used the microwave, I should've whipped it on the stove
I'm goin' out tonight, but I can't get shit on my clothes
I can't front the **** nothin' 'cause he stick shit in his nose
I'm thinkin' sixes on the Trackhawk to start the summer
I'm hardly stuntin', but I'm buzzin' like my barber cuttin'
Hit a couple corners and she started suckin'
See a **** winnin', she just wanna be a part of somethin'
You ain't seen shit yet, runnin' up a big check (Yeah)
Louis shades on, Gucci hat, I like to mixmatch
Rose, Cliquey bottles, boy, we pop 'em by the six pack
Your man got spanked and y'all ain't tryna get no getback
I'm like a carpenter the way a **** touch bricks
But I ain't finna let my prison number interrupt this
Don't gamble with your life, we ain't the ones to try your luck with
They called my hood Bronx down, but honestly, we up six
Gone in sixty seconds, ran through a Brickolas Cage
They blowin' up my phone while I'm hittin' the stage
Countin' up a hundred, it ain't shit to explain
If my youngins turn out, I'm 'bout to give 'em the game
Gone in sixty seconds, ran through a Brickolas Cage
They blowin' up my phone while I'm hittin' the stage (Yeah)
Countin' up a hundred, it ain't shit to explain
If my youngins turn out, I'm 'bout to give 'em the game
Written by: Overlord Scooch
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