[Intro: Brickboydior, Joey Trap, XXXTENTACION]
Grr, Pow Pow
Let's go
Let's go
Akachi on the beat lil bitch
Pow Pow Pow
Pow Pow Pow
My dot red, just like Clifford
Let's go, yeah
[Chorus: Brickboydior]
Yeah it's Brick, the one that you hate (bitch, bitch)
Give me the beat and get ate like some steak
You ain't ever had it hard, you ain't move no way
I had just dropped the smith, finna go get the A
Finna save I ain't got no K
Just suck on the dick, I don't go on no dates
Feel like Picasso, I'ma paint on her face
On the way to that bed, first place in the race
[Verse 1: Brickboydior]
Finna beat his ass up like Mayweathеr (bitch)
Diamonds on me I be changing the wеather
Me and my bitch finna fuck her together
She fallin' in love, she made me a header (yeah)
Just like killers, I earn my stripes
Bitch with a dick on a Glock like a dyke (uh huh)
Set his ass up, that's a bitch that I like
Top tier, number one, bitch that's right
And these pussies did nothin' (huh, yeah)
When I pull up on the scene, bet that choppa get to jumpin'
I'm a young rich jit, turn nothing into something
Fell in love with this shit, like McDonalds, I love it
Finna go get the stick, go get the chop (bitch)
Air out the street, air out the block (bitch)
Hunnid round drum, air out the Glock
Use the whole brain, choppa then talk (let's go)
In every city my name ringing bells
Air out the Glock and then pick up the shells
Came with the hammer, I'm ready to nail
That bitch ass fell like a motherfucking well (uh)
Pray for the worst, pray for the best
Glock came with a reality check (bitch)
Real hell boy, it's ten on my neck
Fuck the fans, you want a big ass check
[Chorus: Brickboydior & TOKYO'S REVENGE]
Yeah it's Brick, the one that you hate (bitch)
Give me the beat and get ate like some steak
You ain't ever had it hard, you ain't move no way
I had just dropped the smith, finna go get the A
Finna save I ain't got no K
Just suck on the dick, I don't go on no dates
Feel like Picasso, I'ma paint on her face
On the way to that bed, first place in the race (bitch, yuh, look)
[Verse 2: TOKYO'S REVENGE]
First place in the race I'ma motherfucking sick 'em
My choppa eat niggas, I'm hungry, no hippo
He hide like a monk, so I aim at his temple
My shorty so simple, put dick to her dimples
You pull up, I pop him for chips like some pringles
My bitch [?], so I need Duolingo
[?] with the stick so I feel like I'm Ringo
Catch balls like a pimp, oh now he doing limbo (yeah)
She throwing it back into the catch like a running back (yeah, yeah)
Stick with a blade inside my pack, I'm a lumberjack (yeah)
Niggas ain't safe, I'ma be at where you mama at (yeah)
Run in your place and spin your shit like a laundromat (uh)
Keeping it real, isn't the vocal my real image?
I pull up at your village, and shoot up your whole business
And leaving in no witnesses, you said there was no killing
Yeah I expect no differences (ha ha)
For real, rich now I feel like we Made-It, Mike-WiLL
Buy it outright, don't even look at my bill
Pop pussy ass nigga, leave him like pills (yeah)
Tweaking, nigga get money so I [?] just like the weekend
We might just take your top off like an impeachment
Hit your boy with the sawed off, and now he's [?]
[Chorus: Brickboydior]
Yeah it's Brick, the one that you hate (bitch)
Give me the beat and get ate like some steak
You ain't ever had it hard, you ain't move no way
I had just dropped the smith, finna go get the A
Finna save I ain't got no K
Just suck on the dick, I don't go on no dates
Feel like Picasso, I'ma paint on her face
On the way to that bed, first place in the race (bitch)
