[Verse 1: At night I think about it, niggas can't without me bitches try to doubt me, a nigga came up out it Talking about it, niggas ain't 'bout it, you just How could they doubt me? How could doubt me? They wasn't around me How could they give and it from us? All of my niggas made it with us Fuck all them haters, they can't get in I was impatient, I was in a I taking molly, making her mind up I care for nothing, I made it, I Fuck all the comments, they on us Tell them want this cause nobody done this I be stacking it up, they not be no love, I got that shit out the mud I sit in front of jug, I didn't have much, I barely made it to court I'm on my mama's support, she didn't abort, I owe lady the world 'Til I did it for her, for her, she still my girl
[Hook: Yeah, we move them bricks in my Double strap with the macks in my We get the money, flip them hundreds in my I staying tote stay in my neighborhood guns and don't trip nigga, clear a round and get flipped nigga Hustle just for them Crips nigga, we do this shit just for them flips We all in my neighborhood We get them hundreds, keep it through my neighborhood
2: Ralo] Counting the bricks, counting the bricks, the bricks I want your bitch, you want your bitch, she want the Pull up, up in that Wraith with the plugs, none of these niggas gon' take it from us Fucking with us, nigga you would, I be fucking these hoes in the Fuck the OP, I know that I did it, all of my gon' handle their business I get it, I spend it, you know that I'm winning, none of my been broke in a minute All of bitches embrace me, I think it's because of my bracelet You see look on they faces, you know them niggas was hating Tell 'em I'm gonna win, I'm gonna do it again, none of my niggas have been I just got out of the pen, now get off a pen Do you remember me selling I used to live at that yellow Now a nigga doing better I ain't ever going back to
Birdman] Yeah, we move them bricks in my Double strap with the macks in my We get the money, flip them hundreds in my I tote stay down in my neighborhood Bust guns and don't trip nigga, clear a and get flipped nigga Hustle just for them nigga, we do this shit just for them flips nigga We all gravy in my We get them hundreds, keep it running my neighborhood
3: Derez De'Shon] Ever hear the song? Time money, got the Rollie and they still on me On the highway no license and they still on me I got a stick on it right now, that loud talking, pipe down 'Fore I catch a body right now, I'm talking right now Officer outside claiming county you try, better think about it Wrist roll, nigga bank it, everybody having paper rounds Most of these niggas be lying, most of these be lying Never committed a crime, pull out a fine, they crying, what's on the back of mind? I'm on that mob shit, we it, we rob shit, we kill it No swiping, no cop shit, in the trench, got dope in the closet in the and Bloods show me love in my neighborhood Before you cross me, be cautious in my neighborhood
Birdman] Yeah, we move bricks in my neighborhood Double with the macks in my neighborhood We get the money, them hundreds in my neighborhood I tote stay down in my neighborhood Bust guns and don't nigga, clear a round and get flipped nigga Hustle just for them Crips nigga, we do this shit just for flips nigga We all in my neighborhood We get them hundreds, it running through my neighborhood