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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Trouble
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Skippa Da Flippa
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Trouble
Songwriter
Skippa Da Flippa
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cassius Jay
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I swear
Bitch, I'm the shit, bitch, look at this
Got a brick on my wrist, bitch, look at this
This a brick (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
This a brick (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bih talking shit, big boy get hit
Come through, shit gon' get lit, snowball on your wrist
This a brick (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
God damnit, that's a brick (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2]
Thirty-six, thirty-six, thirty-six, this bih thick
Brick on my wrist, I talk shit, suck my dick, hoe
Bitch, ain't shit change in the bricks with the jits, hoe
Licks, after licks, after licks, after licks
I told the bitch, I don't know what to tell her
The shit you talking 'bout don't add up to a Bezel
I get this shit brackin', I'm poppin' a kettle
Was nothing at first, put that bitch together
She was nothing at first, put that bitch together
If I don't like the weather, I change the weather
Get a **** knocked off, it just cost a feather
Brick on my wrist, ****, know I'm better, Skoob
[Verse 3]
Bitch, I'm the shit, bitch, look at this
Got a brick on my wrist, bitch, look at this
This a brick (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
This a brick (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bih talking shit, big boy get hit
Come through, shit gon' get lit, snowball on your wrist
This a brick (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
God damnit, that's a brick (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 4]
AP cost a brick, chain cost a brick, Skoob drink a fifth
Flip gon' drop another six, a hunnid thousand for the ice
Reach for my jewelry, you might lose your life
Diamonds hittin', I make movies like Spike
Bust down wedding ring, but I have no wife
Bricks on me, brick fair, blocks on me but no Telfair
Ice on me look like Kenmore
Stack, pray and stay away from squares
I had to go harder to get some new water
Rollie look like a glacier from Antarctica
Bitch, I'm the shit 'cause my bag comes in larger
Box Chevy, Flippa never did the Marta
[Verse 5]
Bitch, I'm the shit, bitch, look at this
Got a brick on my wrist, bitch, look at this
This a brick (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
This a brick (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bih talking shit, big boy get hit
Come through, shit gon' get lit, snowball on your wrist
This a brick (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
God damnit, that's a brick (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Written by: Skippa Da Flippa, Trouble