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brezden - bricks freestyle lyrics
[intro]
huh
what the h_ll?
uh, huh
how the h_ll?
bricks
yeah
[verse]
i don’t even trap, but you know brody keep a brickie with him
i might go to saks and get some [?]s, mix the rickies with ’em
hundred days i’ve been makin’ hits, i’m just like mickey with ’em
call your bae, i’m finna hit the stu’, go get a quickie with her
b_tch, i’m in the stu’, i’m smokin’ ‘za, know i’m loaded up
i’m gon’ get that sh_t just like shedeur, then go hold it up
call your b_tch, i treat her like a wh0re, i’m gon’ fold her up
them folks might come up a couple mill’ if my folder leak
superstar like breezy and [?], how it’s ‘posed to be
on my fit i swear i spent a brick, that’s why i chose the beat
i know that i add to global warming, i keep blowin’ trees
snappin’ on this beat but let me change it, b_tch, here go the keys
brody play with kis but don’t make beats just like he zay or somethin’
that boy hittin’ threes, he f_ckin’ wh0res just like he klay or somethin’
f_ckin’ on his b_tch, if he walk in, i’m gon’ act g_y or somethin’
if we at my crib, i wake her up, think you gon’ stay or somethin’?
i just dropped a forty in the a, i feel like trae or somethin’
brody plugged the city, think he went to serve the mayor somethin’
forty in the soobies, they get wide, that’s called a flayer gun
you went shoppin’, [?] can’t pay the bills and you ain’t pay her none
huh, that sh_t lame as h_ll, rollin’ deep, we came [?]
sike, it’s just two folks with me, it’s stephen, i got jay as well
can’t be afraid to fail
need the feat’, i ain’t takin’ zelle
scout your b_tch, okay, and then i pipe her, like my name is mel
scout your b_tch like mel kiper, sh_ttin’, need a d_mn diaper
cooler than the wind but keep that shield, just like a d_mn wiper
dressin’ like a d_mn swiper, f_ck her good but i don’t like her
peep the flower, he reach in the garden, i’m gon’ be in [?]
smokin’ flower, lil’ b_tch, we got strands, we got them hair packs
gucci on my body, used to be the 90s air mags
finna do a show, i hit atlanta, i’m like, “where’s saks?”
i’ve just hit this b_tch, she got a baby, i’m like “where the snacks?”
“where the racks?”, first thing i’m gon’ say if you come hit me up
wearin’ tracks, got the laces tucked so you can’t trip me up
ballin’ hard, pockets big and blue, just like they playin’ rug’
five summers, said he was gon’ blow and he still ain’t rug
i just hit this b_tch but brodie want her, swear i gave her up
high in school, quit turnin’ in my papers, got my paper up
mad because i’m bangin’, like you hearin’ when your neighbors f_ck
shawty let me f_ck because my money, call that paper cut
pulled up, got to suckin’, left me layin’, call that headachin’
i’ve just hit this b_tch to s_xyy red, got her dreads shakin’
bed sheets, b_tches made of velvet, call that red cakin’
you would think she just did a squat, i got her legs shakin’
i get up real early, smoke a blunt then make some eggs, bacon
zotti got me coughin’, this sh_t pretty, call that breathtakin’
i get in the booth and get to preachin’, call me brez franklin
prayin’ for the green like i was [?] when the jets playin’
b_tch, i’m ballin’ hard, i’m makin’ magic, feel like jett howard
lock in with the plug and get the package, got the best flower
i ain’t tryna fly, i’m gettin’ racks and that’s the best power
i don’t even gotta mack a b_tch, i bet these checks [?]
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