Brick James

[Intro] What up, Antt Where we at with it? (Come on) Blockworks 227 Let's get it (Yeah) [Verse 1] 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 [Chorus] 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 [Verse 2] 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 [Hook] 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