Bricks, Ounces, Deuces - Zaytoven, OJ Da Juiceman, Mook

Bricks ounces deuces, my traffic goin stupid

Should hit a nigga phone if you looking for dem cookies

Bricks ounces, dueces, right hand stupid.

Swing my front door and its bricks

ounces dueces

I dropped a 62, and it did numbers

Chef seasoned salad pockets on cucumber

Lookin for dem chickens then hit a nigga number

First degree murder if that pussy wasn’t workin

Ima keep it 100 got more chickens than churchs

But only serve a few coz this pussy nigga workin

Standin on the stove smokin big blunts of purple

Pyrex vision made my cookies into a circle

Knocks on my tail so i had to tighten my circle

Cut a couple niggas coz them niggas sweet like suckas

But im boulder crest, with some sun valley muscle, and i work too hard to get

played by a busta!

36, all is lips, it came to lip but it ran so quick

Trap needle, man my money so long

Glass house, glass house so hit a nigga phone

Trap doin numbers man my house is goin ham

Get the coupe watch, give the J a whole gram

Known in the hood as the fuckin brick man

Gingerbread, gingerbread, yay white tan

Distribute that glass and the whole chick ran

Millionare mouthpeice, Trillionare hand

Splash that warm water watch that bitch do grams

I dont do no whip, im the straight drop man

Workin 6 cell phones and im off in these things

Bricks, ounces, deuces of pure cocain

Workin 6 cell phones and im off in these things

Bricks, ounces, deuces of pure cocain