[Verse 1: Mill]
Uh, In the kitchen H.A.M again Fucking with them birds Cam and them I'll tell you whats the word the tan is in We them niggas on the curb with hammers in Whole brick, throw it on the triple If it get hectic we gon stretch it like a no crutching if I touch it then its Mr. Clean I be reppin in your section, me and my nigga boy in the ghost nigga I bread I ain't talking toast nigga Whole of killers, im the coach Digger on my wrist now take your votes nigga Rookie of the year, in the rear I got some bad bitches will get it there If you dont wanna get it we gon them there If its heavy then O' Melly in the lear Brick Squad Wack and them If its gucci D. Howard I get a block for them I dont touch it I just it up to Tak and them Niggas started, was a drought but we was poppin'
Lean wit it, wit it some bak up in the pot wit it Microwave or we gon pot it When it get right we drop that ice and it lock wit it I tell wit it, Rock wit it Throw bak up in the pot wit it Microwave or we gon pot it it get right we drop that ice and make it lock wit it
[Verse 2: Meek
I made a million off a mixtape, nigga get your straight Im selling that raw shit, you sellin that weight Cookin up a whole bird I make my wrist ache When I pulled up to the club you should've seen bitch face Ugh, 50 cash in my pocket, nigga I got your in my pocket Im Money Fast in my pocket I its lookin like I got Nicki ass in my pocket ass ass ass ass all I get is cash cash Club LIV my last tag, I bought a fast Jag The way these bitches waving at me you would've a cab past No wonder why you hatin' on me nigga wit mad ass Rolee on me cost a brick with me ain't got no pics These groupie ain't got no sense So we a movie on them bitches, no script
[Verse 3: Mill]
36 treat it like a dirty Cause I hit it then I it to the other strip Call me anything, don't me by my government Cause when I'm out here in the jungle we be bricks Half these niggas in my hood be on some telling We be on some if u snitchin' crack your shit If I ain't rockin' the Smith its Parabellum shit bring them on the boat he know we selling shit Lean wit it, rock wit it, Mac 11 in the lot wit it 750 getting wit a box in it So when they pull us over they dont find Glocks in it