Dp Beats - Bricks lyrics

[Hook] In the trap house whippin' bricks In my closet, there go bricks In my dresser, there go bricks On the floor, there go some bricks Bricks, bricks, damn I love them bricks Bricks, bricks, damn I love them bricks Brokes can't get no money Goddamn, that makes no sense I'm rich, I'm gettin' all this money Goddamn, I'm off these bricks Bricks, bricks, damn I love them bricks Bricks, bricks, damn I love them bricks [Verse 1] Money talk and I be talking to them bosses Take a trip to the bank, goddamn I love deposits And I can't f** with you if you on that opp sh** When it's beef, I'm shootin' at you whenever you are a coward Trap house whippin' bricks Finna pour me up a six Tell the squad with the sh**s Don't make us do a hit Rap game trap game, same thang, still slangin' (?) a n***a rob and I got a lil' fade Can't never let no thot, can't get no clout on my name Heard a n***a sneak dissing, guess he wanna be on the front page You ain't 'bout no money, then we ain't on the same page And I ain't getting along with yo a**, got rich off c**aine [Hook] [Verse 2] Twelve years old when I first started hustlin' Kept it low key, didn't even tell my mother I can't trust her, everybody undercover Paranoid, switching phones and changing numbers Fake n***as make me sick My trap house made me rich I'm in love with money, never love a b**h Same game, still the same Never change, f** no change Still sellin' in my trap, middle finger to the rap game You know I'm in the kitchen, whippin' up a whole thang Only savages in the squad, we don't f** with no lames Smokin' on that gas pack, you can call it propane Just got some top from a thot and I ain't even know her name [Hook]