Bricks - Soulja Boy

Walked out the strip, got that thang on my hip

Pussy nigga better not play with gang, do not slip

Yeah, hop up on that yacht and I go take a trip

Came back with them pounds, came back with them bricks

Came back with them bricks

Came back with them bricks

Young Drako nigga I play with the pans

Poppin' the seals and mixin' the xans

Stacks On Deck Money Gang, we in demand

Go ask your bitch, she know I’m the man

Go cop a zip, yeah that’s soon as I land

Pour up a six, double cup in my hand

Hit your bitch from the back just to get up the count

Bankroll on me way bigger

Two bitches with me but I’m in the middle

My type of bitch she like backwoods, not swishers

Hop out a Range and keep range from you niggas (skrrt)

Posted with a whole lot of money, young nigga up to somethin'

Model lil bitch, I’m in out in London

Then I go pick up 15, throw it all at Onyx

Run up them bands, where my cake?

She wanna fuck but I made the bitch wait

Tried to send him a P, but it’s really all shake

Ran up 50s to 100s, I throw 'em the safes

Cartier wrist with the ice

Might catch a flight but I can’t stay the night

Shawty my type so I might change her life

like he Juice

VVS on every tooth

She wanna fuck but her pussy too loose

I rather go count some blue

Walked out the strip, got that thang on my hip

Pussy nigga better not play with gang, do not slip

Yeah, hop up on that yacht and I go take a trip

Came back with them pounds, came back with them bricks

Came back with them bricks

Came back with them bricks

Jumped out the coupe, then I walked inside the trap (aye)

Posted with my niggas, I got automatic straps (uh)

You know that the gang put shit on the map

Fuck with gang, nigga you know you gettin' clapped

You not my homie, nigga you don’t get dapped

Ridin' round town with that strap in my lap

Serving Hi-Tech, lean, act'

Juugin, finessin, when I hop on the track

I got your bitch, come get your bitch back

Run up on gang, the bullets gon spray yo ass flat

Yeah, back of the Maybach

Shawty wanna fuck me then say that

Send a couple shots at your du-rag

cause they filled up with blue racks

Walked out the strip, got that thang on my hip

Pussy nigga better not play with gang, do not slip

Yeah, hop up on that yacht and I go take a trip

Came back with them pounds, came back with them bricks

Came back with them bricks

Came back with them bricks