Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song It's A Brick Around, artist - Rio Da Yung OG. Date of issue: 03.05.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
It's A Brick Around |
| Aw shit, this shit on the floor |
| What up, Loud Boy? |
| Alright |
| Had to call Loud Boy, now the crib jumpin' |
| Goin' to the store for niggas with a chain on, you a rich flunky |
| I’ll never hug a rat bitch, 'cause they 'pits musty |
| My stupid ass hit the bitch raw, now my dick funky |
| Finna ramshack her off a Perc 30 and a zip of honey |
| Talkin' 'bout I can’t get the pussy, man, this bitch funny |
| I just drunk a line raw, got my lips numbin' |
| Five months ago, I hit her raw, she got a big stomach |
| All twenty dollar bills, this a big hundred |
| You say your brother really got a bag, go get a brick from him |
| Bitch, I’m good in the hood from the D to Flint |
| Change was eighty dollars and a cent, told 'em keep the shit |
| Okay, you tryna get your money up, huh? |
| I peeped the shit |
| Last year I couldn’t drive my car 'cause the heat wasn’t fixed |
| Now we ridin', slidin' on the opps outta Jeeps and shit |
| Wak up out my sleep, shoot the Glock, I sleep with it |
| I got a whole pint of Act', but I’m keepin' it |
| Bitch take too long to com outside, then I’m leavin' her |
| Invest 20K into her craft, I believe in her |
| And she got some good pussy, I left skeet in her |
| Hate a dirty pussy-ass bitch, when she pee, it hurt |
| Try Da Yung OG and you’re gonna be beneath the earth |
| Took off Gucci in the Louis store and let 'em keep the shirt |
| You could call me for a sixteen or if you need work |
| And no, you can’t send nothin' to my Cash App, it don’t even work |
| Caught my first body tryna learn how .223s work |
| Before he had the AK, had an old M16 first |
| I’ll give you two-fifty for a line if it’s clean syrup |
| Oop, that’s a lean burp |
| I remember wearin' too little pants, ma, these jeans hurt |
| Now I’m walkin' out of Saks Fifth in Celine shirts |
| You can take off runnin', I’ma still hit you 'cause the beam work |
| 'Fore I had a line on the Trish, it was green first |
| I’ll have it done the same day, how a fiend work |
| I’ll probably buy the pint of Wock', let me see first |
| Damn, why you tryna take my spot? |
| Let me eat first |
| I just bought a 550, yeah, it’s really mine |
| Now we all come in foreign shit, we don’t hemi drive |
| Paid fifty racks for the Benz and I don’t really drive |
| Can’t believe you think I went broke, you a silly guy |
| Throw you a bird? |
| Have you ever seen a chicken fly? |
| I’m kinda slurrish, I forgot I just sipped a five |
| I just punched a hole in the wall 'cause I spilled a line |
| Had to tell my shooter calm down, he’ll kill a child |
| Fell in love with me after I dicked her down |
| I done got the bitch pregnant, now I’m skippin' town |
| If you see me chillin', nah, I’m makin' chicken, I don’t sit around |
| I know I rap, but if you still fuck with the work, It’s a brick around |