Brick Fees Video (MV)

Yeah (bricks fees)
You know it's comin' in at like twenty-six (transportation cost)
But you know what I'm sayin' (we taxed them on the brick fees)
I'ma throw six on there (twenty-eight shit)
So, it's gon' be thirty-two to you, you know (taxed them on the brick fees)
A bitch could never play me, you know what I'm sayin' (yeah)
Because I switch bitches just like I

Switch keys, GT3 is six-speed
Transportation cost, we taxed them on the brick fees
Gotta watch the way you stack that bread, might get you Swiss-cheesed
They wanna bury Fred, I'm never scared 'cause niggas bleed
F*ckin' up the kitchenware, scrape the pot it's stickin' yeah
Pay his fee and get him there, book him with that blicky, yeah
I'm from where you was killin' for Jordans if you ain't get a pair (bitch)
My hits ain't no attempts
He ain't murder then I ain't send him there (I ain't send him there)
Yo, I ain't send him there (nah, I ain't send him)
Me and Diego was too broke to hit the club we was robbin'
We sent the bitch in there (we sent the bitch in there)
Check what he spend in there (what he spend in there)
These hoes'll snatch a rapper room keys
Mob through the lobby, we brought the stick in here (yeah, yeah)
Nominated, investigated, it's simultaneous
Hoes janky, you gotta make court arrangements to see my babies (bitch)
Most the homies backdooring and hoein', they wanna snake me (f*ck 'em)
All this Draco talk, I put hella bodies on this three-eighty, yeah
Ain't had no strap, I let him hold mine (yeah)
It's funny, I got locked up
I couldn't get niggas on the phone when I had phone time
Then I dug a gold mine (dug a gold mine)
Over ten years, been droppin' jewels, bitch
And bet nan nigga ain't never stole mine (ain't never stole mine)
I wasn't no killer, but they pushed me (yeah)
Just breath in deepand squeeze, don't close your eyes or you a pussy
The Devil sent the Reaper to my door and he never took me (yeah)
I sent him back with double, smoked a blunt
And said, "Good lookin'" f*cked your bitch and then I
Switch keys, GT3 a six-speed
Pimp shit, f*ck her once, f*ck a bitch needs
F*ck a feature, pussy nigga, keep your sixteen
I'm flippin' bitches in the Bentley with the flip screen
Nigga gettin' this chicken up, f*ck that, fake rap love
This Rabbit gang, we ain't clickin' up
Big Lord, I'm the reason why the young niggas throw the three fingers up
What you know about takin' out a whole gang, f*ckin' all the members up?
Call God, and I'll send 'hem up, yeah

Six-speed, f*ckin' on a mix breed, yeah
Huh, in the six-speed, tell me what the bitch need, yeah
Check-check, six-speed, f*ckin' on the mix breed, yeah
Transportation cost, I taxed them on the brick fees
Yeah, yeah (nigga)

Nigga play with my name, gotta switch my game, gotta switch my flows again
F*ckin' on one of these Insta thots, finna crash out with these Os again
Nigga be steadily dissin' me, doin' the most so I can notice him
Momma view your body, I bet she relapse on that dope again
It's timeout for the weak shit, I been slow cookin' this beef shit
Leave a f*ck nigga on defense
Throwin' white flags, I yellow tape, white sheet shit
Made him switch it up, he was on tour, rockin' cheap shit
Niggas diamonds ain't dancin', mine tear the club up like Three-Six (yeah)
Too blessed to f*ck with this street shit (tear the club up)
Another death come with this street shit
This Mafia insane, send you this T shit
I let all lords stay at my crib, on smoke G shit
Used to sneakin' work into the city, now he wanna sneak diss (bitch)
Tried to take Kyrie under my wing, I tried to sit him down
Free my nigga Eggo, we f*cked up when he brought Chris around
All the lords is not your homies, hustle showed me most them niggas clout chasers
Small said he was gon' violate me, bitch, you ain't got that kind of paper (bitch)
Fent ball, rollin', opp pack I'm smokin'
I'ma flip the renegade rabbit, top of the mob, they can't control it
Pop a nigga seven days a week, but you easy Sunday mornin'
Put holes all in your church clothes, made her scream out, "Holy moly"
You a dick rider, you a dick sucker, f*ck nigga keep on chokin'
'Bout to f*ck a ho in lil' church clothes, make her scream out, "Holy moly"
Rest in peace to lil' Zody, know you in Heaven still loccin'
I'ma flip the renegade rabbit, top of the mob, they can't control it
Yeah (yeah), yeah (f*ck nigga)

I'ma flip the renegade rabbit, top of the mob, they can't control it (big Lord, yeah)
Rest in peace to lil' Zody, know you in Heaven still loccin'
Renegade rabbit, top of the mob, they can't control it, yeah
Biggest Lord, yeah