A thousand bags of mid shit, hell yeah This shit that get yo kids rich, hell yeah Hundred bags of that kush shit, yeah This that President shit, hell yeah
A thousand bags of that mid shit, hell This shit that get yo kids rich, hell yeah Hundred bags of that shit, hell yeah This President Bush shit, hell yeah
This that arm on my kush My girlfriend think she President Bush, bitch, yeah And I'm gon' off that lean My brotha Duke on sendin' me that green shit
Fuck jail, Gucci and I'm hood rich I'm in zone 6 and I throw it like the first pitch My 'Rari in the front and I parked it A black chick in heels, match the carpet
I'm up to the club like I own it Ain't with that bullshit, don't condone it My tolerance get low with the I woke up, bought my main a Lexus
A bags of that mid shit, hell yeah that shit that get yo kids rich, hell yeah Hundred bags of that shit, hell yeah This that President Bush shit, yeah
A thousand of that mid shit, hell yeah This that shit that get yo rich, hell yeah Hundred of that kush shit, hell yeah This that President Bush shit, hell
I be the Brick Squad youngin', stankin' like a All otha rap niggas toed like a Bunyan I'm B-S and you B-S but I'm Squad and you bullshit Pistol like a Chaperon, we on a school trip
Places that you never seen on that stupid green Rollin' on a beam, hit the scene in Limousine Codine, promthzine, I'm my pinky ring Nigga, what the fuck you Brick Squad dream team
I got money to blow, naw, I ain't Money make the world go round, that's why I'm Standin' behind flock, they like, "Who is it?" dunkin' in this mothafuck, cut the chicken
A thousand bags of that mid shit, yeah This that shit that get yo kids rich, yeah Hundred bags of that kush shit, yeah This President Bush shit, hell yeah
A thousand bags of that mid shit, yeah that shit that get yo kids rich, hell yeah Hundred bags of that shit, hell yeah that President Bush Shit, hell yeah
It's big Gucci, me while I ball Until my release, my nigga, no out, lights out on in silence, why do I pull more violence? We're
While my tatoos smilin' to me Of the time they me with no problems Now my problems and they rovolvin' around All these
Stretch from here to Compton, to That's somethin' to those who nothin' No bluffin', Squad no, cuffin'
A bags of that mid shit, hell yeah that shit that get yo kids rich, hell yeah Hundred bags of that kush shit, yeah This that Bush shit, hell yeah
A thousand of that mid shit, hell yeah This shit that get yo kids rich, hell yeah Hundred bags of kush shit, hell yeah This President Bush shit, hell yeah