Letra Brick James - Boldy James & Antt Beatz
What up, Antt
Where we at with it? (Come on)
Blockworks
227
Let's get it (Yeah)
I'm so concrete, streeter than your cross streets
Always put on for the D, even on my off week
Catch you in the crosshairs playing with that software
I be always on the track even when I'm off beat
All your gang members just some ready-made pallbearers
We ain't down, we can all have it, causing all tears
Been dodging the dynasties in our year
Feds tryna hit me with three or four in dog years
Paid for the nookie, still ain't fucked a bitch raw
Woke up still leanin' to a bunch of missed calls
Real dick dawg from that gravel pitfall
Seen enough fetty wop to build a hundred brick wall
Pair of fentanyl got my pops having withdrawals
Half a graham cracker same size as a spitball
Every time my phone rung was a split call
Pussy ain't no motherfuckin' trapper, you be lint ball
Where we at, young? These niggas cap guns
Niggas ain't never caught me beating on a peace drum
No extens' policy, it ain't no refunds
I caught a one and pulled up in the CapriSun
This the real Blocks, king of the re-up
Line wrapped around the corner like it's free lunch
Let that chopper get to singing like the Glee Club
And cut your whole family down into a tree trunk
I'm so hell block, ghetto got me shellshocked
Feel good putting money in my mother mailbox
One hand watch the other, keep it in the street
Watching out for DP undercover in between the sheets
I'm Brick James, bitch, king of the D
Talking 'bout Square Biz to Teena Marie
I'm hot as lava with a heater, temperature rising
A hot tamale with a fever, real ghetto Heisman
Legend in two sports, I really played Bo
Best out of Detroit, me and Dej Loaf
Give a fuck who get offended when I gave quotes
Rims on the coupe as big as a stagecoach
Money saw the shortcomings had a long run
Playing with that boy wonder and that curly Sue
Magic eraser clip poker hold a 32
Babe Ruth, knock it out the park, it's a home run
I'm so hell block, ghetto got me shellshocked
Feel good putting money in my mother mailbox
One hand watch the other, keep it in the street
Watching out for DP undercover in between the sheets
Where we at with it? (Come on)
Blockworks
227
Let's get it (Yeah)
I'm so concrete, streeter than your cross streets
Always put on for the D, even on my off week
Catch you in the crosshairs playing with that software
I be always on the track even when I'm off beat
All your gang members just some ready-made pallbearers
We ain't down, we can all have it, causing all tears
Been dodging the dynasties in our year
Feds tryna hit me with three or four in dog years
Paid for the nookie, still ain't fucked a bitch raw
Woke up still leanin' to a bunch of missed calls
Real dick dawg from that gravel pitfall
Seen enough fetty wop to build a hundred brick wall
Pair of fentanyl got my pops having withdrawals
Half a graham cracker same size as a spitball
Every time my phone rung was a split call
Pussy ain't no motherfuckin' trapper, you be lint ball
Where we at, young? These niggas cap guns
Niggas ain't never caught me beating on a peace drum
No extens' policy, it ain't no refunds
I caught a one and pulled up in the CapriSun
This the real Blocks, king of the re-up
Line wrapped around the corner like it's free lunch
Let that chopper get to singing like the Glee Club
And cut your whole family down into a tree trunk
I'm so hell block, ghetto got me shellshocked
Feel good putting money in my mother mailbox
One hand watch the other, keep it in the street
Watching out for DP undercover in between the sheets
I'm Brick James, bitch, king of the D
Talking 'bout Square Biz to Teena Marie
I'm hot as lava with a heater, temperature rising
A hot tamale with a fever, real ghetto Heisman
Legend in two sports, I really played Bo
Best out of Detroit, me and Dej Loaf
Give a fuck who get offended when I gave quotes
Rims on the coupe as big as a stagecoach
Money saw the shortcomings had a long run
Playing with that boy wonder and that curly Sue
Magic eraser clip poker hold a 32
Babe Ruth, knock it out the park, it's a home run
I'm so hell block, ghetto got me shellshocked
Feel good putting money in my mother mailbox
One hand watch the other, keep it in the street
Watching out for DP undercover in between the sheets
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What else?, I got hunnids on tuck from the work shift, I got money off the dust from the merch flipping, Remember hopping off that bus on my first mission, Sold 'em a thousand grams a cut, that's a jerk chicken, Know...
Met Me
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