[Intro: Str8 Kash]
We don't need this rap sh**, we give this away for free
Mister ten bricks and a Beamer
Mister eighteen karat cavaties
Shout-out my n***a DJ Winn
VVR, TMI Gang
Been down since before this music sh**
Really sold the most, really whipped that sh** up
I swear to God, every track I hear be the truth
[Hook: Stitches]
I love sellin' bricks, bricks, bricks!
I love hittin' licks, licks, licks!
I love sellin' bricks, bricks, bricks!
I love hittin' licks, licks, licks!
I love sellin' bricks, bricks, bricks!
I love hittin' licks, licks, licks!
I love sellin' bricks, bricks, bricks!
I love hittin' licks, licks, licks!
[Verse 1: Stitches]
I flip bricks so I'm ballin', I hit licks as a hobby
I wish a motherf**er would say that Stitches isn't ballin'
Bricks up in my trunk, bricks up in my attic
When it comes to doin' d** they say that I'm a drug addict
Rob him for a brick, rob him!
I just might snort the whole damn brick!
My life is lovely, it's like I'm made of gold
These hoes always wanna touch me
Hold my c**aine for me and that's if you really love me
Diamonds on my pinky ring, diamonds on my Rolie watch
(She's s**in' my co*k!)
I'm sellin' d** and I cannot stop
And all of my bullets for the cops
[Hook: Stitches]
I love sellin' bricks, bricks, bricks!
I love hittin' licks, licks, licks!
I love sellin' bricks, bricks, bricks!
I love hittin' licks, licks, licks!
I love sellin' bricks, bricks, bricks!
I love hittin' licks, licks, licks!
I love sellin' bricks, bricks, bricks!
I love hittin' licks, licks, licks!
[Verse 2: Str8 Kash]
I'm gettin' bricks that's straight from Trinidad
Tie you to a chair, n***a, call your plug
Ain't a day in my life, I ain't on them d**
Stay f**in' all these b**hes, never fall in love
Brick Bible, this a statement, n***a, f** your rifle
I made my own Brick Bible, n***a, f** the rappin'
I'm gettin' baptised in the [?]
p**y, money, weed, that's all a n***a needs
Now we're lookin' for them n***as, where they at?
It sounds like a thousand haters when that chopper clap
Lord have mercy on me, this life with sins is lonely
You can't walk in my shoes, you end up [?] on the glory
Wake up in the mornin', crack another brick
Buy another phone, them cops is on my sh**
In the kitchen Imma stove
Twist them with the flip
If this rap sh** don't work, b**h, I'm still sellin' bricks
[Hook: Stitches]
I love sellin' bricks, bricks, bricks!
I love hittin' licks, licks, licks!
I love sellin' bricks, bricks, bricks!
I love hittin' licks, licks, licks!
I love sellin' bricks, bricks, bricks!
I love hittin' licks, licks, licks!
I love sellin' bricks, bricks, bricks!
I love hittin' licks, licks, licks!