10 Bricks

[Chorus: Rick Ross]

Look at my wrist

Look at, look at

My wrist

Equivalent to 10 bricks

10 bricks to the fish

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]

Look at my wrist, it's 200 thou

That mean fuck that nigga, come and fuck me now

Suck me down, blow my socks

Push that coupe, Ima drop that top

And all them niggas that talk, them bitches never had money

Whip it with a fork and get that extra mall money

Get you first million and the come in with a test

Watch for the feds, jack boys, and IRS

4 Jesus pieces and a motherfucking tec

Clapping at all you niggas imitating Sammy Gravano

Got them argentines and kilos up in the condo

And my European bitch always screaming Armani

10 bricks on the wrist, I find it funny

I'm counting cash, you don't know me nigga

Its Rozay, the one and only nigga

[Chorus: Rick Ross]

Look at my wrist

Look at, look at

My wrist

Equivalent to 10 bricks

10 bricks to the fish

[Verse 2: Birdman]

See I'm richer than the richest

Filthy by my riches

Dope boy fresh, made man getting tickets

Holiday sunshine how we get it

Flipping in the Bentley every time we come and spin it

So she love the way I shine homie

Put on her mind, do it big time homie

Priceless, you know the game with no line homie

Tote it all the time, see my son did time on it

So 100 mill what we eat

The feast of the streets, Cash money young beast

Full grind, Cash Money all the time

Fire flame spitter do this shit in day time

Flip a nigga another top

The watch on rocks, do this shit hard knocks

A all red new fleet, swagged out nigga, YMCMB

[Chorus: Rick Ross]

Look at my wrist

Look at, look at

My wrist

Equivalent to 10 bricks

10 bricks to the fish