Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You know me out here, are you seein'?
Ooh, keep all lids on here, you dig?
Are you feelin' me? (Mustard on the beat, hoe)
[Verse 2]
This that brick life, project big life
Run off on your first plug, fuck your best friend's wife
Ain't shit right, you know that we livin' trife
This that brick life, project big life
Run off on your first plug, fuck your best friend's wife
Ain't shit right, you know that we livin' trife
This that brick life, project big life
Run off on your first plug, fuck your best friend's wife
Ain't shit right, you know that we livin' trife
[Verse 3]
Some of my **** fuck twins, bareback and skins
My lil' homie in the pen, he got more than the ten
He been fuckin' on the enemies and hittin' his friends
Told his cousin where his stash at, she needed a flip
He don't even gang bang, thought she needed a Crip
She just needed some dick, he in visitin' kids
While he missin' all his kids, she's in bitches and dip
Politicin' in the ghetto while his sis babysit
And she gon' give me respect, 'cause she know a **** gangster
I'll shoot at her dad right inside where he at
Go and some baguettes, you can't buy your respect
Just got a back-end and I bought me a TEC
[Verse 4]
This that brick life, project big life
Run off on your first plug, fuck your best friend's wife
Ain't shit right, you know that we livin' trife
This that brick life, project big life
Run off on your first plug, fuck your best friend's wife
Ain't shit right, you know that we livin' trife
This that brick life, project big life
Run off on your first plug, fuck your best friend's wife
Ain't shit right, you know that we livin' trife
[Verse 5]
There's a hottie in the ghetto that my partner was fuckin'
Same little thottie that my partner was duckin'
She was nice, she was buggin', I'm talkin' knuckin' and buckin'
But lil' mama know she wrong, 'cause she know she been fuckin'
And this bitch that I'm lovin' and I'm wanted for savin'
Fuck you ****, we want it, some fuck the PJ's
Some fuck in the Hummers, so I'm sayin' fuck the projects
Let's got get this money, ay
[Verse 6]
I do this shit for the money, you know I keep it one hundred
Bitch, we too high to be dummies, we overthinkin' the subject
I'll disrespect you in public, who got the pistol? We'll bust 'em
Who got the Glizzy? I want it, ain't a **** I'm trustin'
Every time I do a show, you know my bitches be tusslin'
Baby, I'm the type of **** that'll start a fight
You lucky you the type of bitch that's taught to swallow pipe
Guarantee this little bitch is finna' fuck tonight, yeah
[Verse 7]
This that brick life, project big life
Run off on your first plug, fuck your best friend's wife
Ain't shit right, you know that we livin' trife
This that brick life, project big life
Run off on your first plug, fuck your best friend's wife
Ain't shit right, you know that we livin' trife
This that brick life, project big life
Run off on your first plug, fuck your best friend's wife
Ain't shit right, you know that we livin' trife
[Verse 8]
I'm from the section where we sayin' bitch for no reason
We carry Glizzies in every season
Ooh, **** ain't trappin', we thievin'
My **** is heathens, my **** is demons
[Verse 9]
This that brick life, project big life
Run off on your first plug, fuck your best friend's wife
Ain't shit right, you know that we livin' trife
This that brick life, project big life
Run off on your first plug, fuck your best friend's wife
Ain't shit right, you know that we livin' trife
This that brick life, project big life
Run off on your first plug, fuck your best friend's wife
Ain't shit right, you know that we livin' trife
Written by: Jason Jamal Jackson, Mustard, Shakrukh Zaman
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