Back In The Brickz Lyrics

I could probably rap my ass off but I ain't sayin' shit

It's funny, cause I still fuck the baddest bitch

And I'm drivin' crazy in that Hemi, pray that I don't hit

Huh, I got a couple shooters, know they

Yeah, I'm movin' tack, gotta keep a motherfuckin' stick

All this money on my mind, it's about time to spit

I gotta get, I gotta go, I gotta do the shows

Fucked that bitch up in the crib, kicked her out the door

I had to let her know, I had to let her go

Smokin' on that fuckin' Za, it got me in my zone

It got me in that mode, I'm really bout to blow

Shout out all my hatian niggas throwin' up them 4's

I'm back, and I'm motherfuckin' shinin

She look down and she lovin' on my diamonds

She lovin' how they blindin

Look up and I know that she on timin

And I know that she gon' fuck, it's good

Young, rich nigga

(He getting to that money)

And I know she like it rough

Bitch, I'm tough, out here ballin' like the motherfuckin' Bucks

She been drinkin' on a Casa, I'm sippin' 42

Ridin' through the city strapped up with my goons

Look around like, what the fuck they gon' do

Like I won't go hit you, you, you

Fuck around and go get boomed

High as hell, I'm on the moon

High as hell, I'm on these shrooms

Sippin' on that fuckin' woke like it's jungle juice

Play with a two lil' two

I'll show you what this Ruga do

Turn your ass to some motherfuckin' Ruga food

All this money on my mind, I don't know what to do