Everyday is Cinemax, every night’s a p#rno
All my n#gg#s gung-ho; animals, Congo
Shining like a french cut diamond out of Frisco
The year’s ’49 and I know everything that Bo know
Two Thousand 1017 and I’m ballin
Bricksquad Brick boys bad hoes callin
Swagger through new Orleans
Rocking with the live band
Bad to the bone, leave my hat where my home is
Scrapping told a G I leave my GAT where my tone’s at
Brick Squad Mafia, dressed in black, your boy is back
And off the wall with bricks and bails and pints of lean and cars and all
Shining like a French cut diamond like an actor
Everyday is Cinemax, every night’s a p#rno
Gucci Mane La Flare, I know everything that Bo know
Shining like a french cut diamond out of Frisco
I just bought a chicken, And it came with biscuits
Our trap is a drive-thru, call it Mrs. Winters
Chicken finger-licking
Don’t tolerate no snitching
Bricksquad trappin, chickens in the kitchen
Chicken go for 30, chicken go for 30
30-rack shawty, tryna score a birdie
Chickens go for 30, Chickens go for 30
30-rack shawty, tryna score a birdie
Chicken go for 30, but my chicken purrdy
n#gg#s with them low numbers His chicken so dirty
I keep it 100, my trap do them numbers
Cause I keep that super clean, my brick wonder woman
I drop 62 my n#gg#, 63 grams stronger
My traphouse go super hard, j’s love the aroma
I feel like it’s 95, I still got that hunger
Slide through the trap and my pockets on humongous
Bricksquad trappin got young Juiceman with that money
30 rack chicken, Come and spend your money
If you spend that 30, Your chicken 100
I pull out my trap, pockets on cucumber
I just bought a chicken, And it came with biscuits
Our trap is a drive-thru, call it Mrs. Winters
Chicken finger-licking
Don’t tolerate no snitching
Bricksquad trappin, chickens in the kitchen
Chicken go for 30, chicken go for 30
30-rack shawty, tryna score a birdie
Chickens go for 30, Chickens go for 30
30-rack shawty, tryna score a birdie
I’m from QU n#gg#, Who you n#gg#?
Neighborhood buzz, wooh da king? Much bigger
Neighborhood thugs, You are not no killer
Chopper bullets beatin on your chest like godzilla
Affiliated with gangstas, put the cannon to yo mama
Beefin with wooh will bring you and your DJ Drama
Father made a n#gg#, Mama raised a killa
Streets made me bigger, I’m the n#gg# behind the trigga
Try to snatch the chain off my CEO neck
Will get you jumped, stabbed, shot, If you want respect
Guc, Juice, Wooh don’t f#ck around
Chickens go for 30 all the way around
I just bought a chicken, And it came with biscuits
Our trap is a drive-thru, call it Mrs. Winters
Chicken finger-licking
Don’t tolerate no snitching
Bricksquad trappin, chickens in the kitchen
Chicken go for 30, chicken go for 30
30-rack shawty, tryna score a birdie
Chickens go for 30, Chickens go for 30
30-rack shawty, tryna score a birdie
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