Brick lyrics

[Intro: Trouble]
Ain't nobody studyin' these lil p*ssy ass lil hoes man
That b*tch know what the f*ck going on
I swear

[Chorus: Trouble]
b*tch I’m the sh*t, b*tch look at this
Got a brick on my wrist, b*tch look at this
This a brick (yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
This a brick (yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
b*tch talking sh*t, big boy get hit
Come through, sh*t gon' get lit
Snowball on your wrist
That's a brick (yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
Goddamnit that's a brick (yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Trouble]
Thirty-six, thirty-six, thirty-six, this b*tch thick
Brick on my wrist, I talk sh*t, suck my di*k ho
b*tch ain't sh*t change, in the bricks with the jits ho
Licks, after licks, after licks, after licks, go
I told that b*tch I don’t know what to tell her
That sh*t you talking 'bout don't add up to a bezel
I get this sh*t brackin', I’m poppin kettle
Wasn't nothin' at first, put that b*tch together
She wasn't nothin' at first, put that b*tch together
If I don’t like the weather, I change the weather
Get a n*gga knocked off, it just cost a feather
Brick on my wrist, n*gga know I’m better, Skoob
[Chorus: Trouble]
b*tch I’m the sh*t, b*tch look at this
Got a brick on my wrist, b*tch look at this
This a brick (yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
This a brick (yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
b*tch talking sh*t, big boy get hit
Come through, sh*t gon' get lit
Snowball on your wrist
That's a brick (yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
Goddamnit that's a brick (yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Skippa Da Flippa]
AP cost a brick, chain cost a brick
Skoob drink a fifth, Flip gon' drop another six
A hundred thousand for the ice
Reach for my jewelry you might lose your life
Diamonds hittin', I make movies like Spike
Bust down wedding ring but I have no wife
Bricks on me, brick fare, blocks on me but no Telfair
Ice on me look like Kenmore
Stack, pray, and stay away from squares
I had to go harder to get some new water
Rollie look like a glacier from Antarctica
b*tch I’m the sh*t because my bag comes in larger
Box Chevy, Flippa never get the MARTA
[Chorus: Trouble]
b*tch I’m the sh*t, b*tch look at this
Got a brick on my wrist, b*tch look at this
This a brick (yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
This a brick (yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
b*tch talking sh*t, big boy get hit
Come through, sh*t gon' get lit
Snowball on your wrist
That's a brick (yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
Goddamnit that's a brick (yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)