What Bricks? ft. FlyLord Lyrics

How we slidin through yo alley now you sleep and ain't on shit

If i gave a fuck about the streaks then at that game you a been pissed

Niggas threw a punch a ran im swinging till i drop some shit

Police ain't stoppin shit

We on south this not the bricks

How we sliding through yo alley now you sleep can't come outside

Just 3 deep and still slide

When they see me them boys surprised

If i jump out it's movie time

Can't make no choice i shoot and drive

Ain't got no whip yo uber cry

Ain't cock yo blick thats suicide

I been O gang out this bitch and i can't change now

Flexxx said he just broke up w the bitch still brought the range out

They told me stay humble through storm still see rain clouds

Ever since i picked me up a glock ain't put that thang down

It's still w me

Niggas trynna play shit cordial im gone still get em

Six niggas lapped up in that journey this bitch still bendin

I call nigga dai a fidget cause he still spinnin

Im still winnin

Yeah i chilled out

But im still gremlin

Shoot them blazers out that 26 like i'm dame lillard

Ant was banging on that door and Killa bang different

Niggas ain't come get that bitch like we jehovah witness

Niggas running to the snap we laugh and kall em snitches

How we slidin through yo alley now you sleep and ain't on shit

If i gave a fuck about the streaks then at that game you a been pissed

Niggas threw a punch a ran im swinging till i drop some shit

Police ain't stoppin shit

We on south this not the bricks

How we slidin through yo alley now you sleep and ain't on shit

If i gave a fuck about the streaks then at that game you a been pissed

Niggas threw a punch a ran im swinging till i drop some shit

Police ain't stoppin shit

We on south this not the bricks

Yea I be peeping dem lil disses ona snap

But I ain't trippin Keep it pimpin really slide up wit my strap

But fuck the talking tell dem boys come get me whacked

All dem times we dropped our at

Why dem boys ain't catch a hat

That lady son a hoe who i don't know

But it's not tellies

Yes this be my blick if we get flicked cuz bro a felly

Baby get to strippin might start tippin if she sexy

But bro ain't with the trickin say I'm trippin he won't let me

Give a fuck wat niggas on im in that one type of bag

Don't make bro hang out window with that one type of mag

Ona real dese niggas gay they dat one type of fags

In they city speaking facts so they dat one type of mad

Ain't the type to diss the bricks

They know south my side of town

But I'll post up in that bitch me and my stick and 30 rounds

Niggas talk like they on shit but ain't on shit they just be Loud

On seavers way layin shit down wen y'all was playing on playgrounds

How we slidin through yo alley now you sleep and ain't on shit

If i gave a fuck about the streaks then at that game you a been pissed

Niggas threw a punch a ran im swinging till i drop some shit

Police ain't stoppin shit

We on south this not the bricks

How we slidin through yo alley now you sleep and ain't on shit

If i gave a fuck about the streaks then at that game you a been pissed

Niggas threw a punch a ran im swinging till i drop some shit

Police ain't stoppin shit

We on south this not the bricks

Whole lotta lotta nigga

Whole lotta lotta