Brick

100 Thousand dollars for a girl to be your shawty
Only took one night for me to treat her like a dolly
Whip a Maserati and I picked her from the party
Taking shots of coñac started balling like I'm kyrie
Got a whole brick on my hand it looking like it's forty
Wearing givenchy and Gucci baby it's a foreign
I'd be whipping on the beemer double grill with the door in
Got my homies on the hood you a shooter yeah we shooting

Yeah fly to saint on the jet having hella fun
Dropped a band on henessey bitch I don't give a fuck
I'm a younging nigga flexing see I don't need no luck
Spending hella bands in one night take her to the yacht

Boutta cop a beemer with the B double grill with dice
Got a lotta liters got the tray and it's filled with ice
Water splashing on her she be wet she feel like a sauna
Benjis on the floor with my homies throwing lotta dolla

Yeah I got a brick full of benjis on my wrist
You been acting crazy yeah she put you on house arrest
Riding like it's crazy I've been riding with the gang
Wrote a couple grand sign my name on the check

Check it out check it out check it out
Check em
Bitch I'm younging nigga I'm just out here flexing
And I'm writing couple thousand on the check and now the checking
And them people itching they be looking for fucking appraisal

My brothers on my payroll
I'm acting on the main role
I don't need extra shit
Yeah I'm giving just like em wrote
I need all of the green
Got the paper and the emeralds
I'll be flexing till I leave
I just catch it like fitzgerald

You shit all fugazi I ain't fucking with no lie
Invited all the bitches all my niggas finna fuck
Sipping hella shots they be tech we put on ice
And the hundred dollar bills raining finna cop a yacht

100 Thousand dollars for a girl to be your shawty
Only took one night for me to treat her like a dolly
Whip a Maserati and I picked her from the party
Taking shots of coñac started balling like I'm kyrie
Got a whole brick on my hand it looking like it's forty
Wearing givenchy and Gucci baby it's a foreign
I'd be whipping on the beemer double grill with the door in
Got my homies on the hood you a shooter yeah we shooting

Yeah fly to saint on the jet having hella fun
Dropped a band on henessey bitch I don't give a fuck
I'm a younging nigga flexing see I don't need no luck
Spending hella bands in one night take her to the yacht

Boutta cop a beemer with the B double grill with dice
Got a lotta liters got the tray and it's filled with ice
Water splashing on her she be wet she feel like a sauna
Benjis on the floor with my homies throwing lotta dolla



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Writer(s): Victor Lugo
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