10 Band Brick

Текст песни Big Don Bino - 10 Band Brick

10 Band Brick Lyrics[Chorus]
Pull up with the stick and I hit
I would never ever leave a witness
Put my wrist in the pot and I whip it
See the fish in the water like I'm going fishing
These niggas' they hot, telling, tipping
I got that water, splash, dip it
Bust open the chicken, saran, brick it
I'm serving that Bobby Brown, Whitney
Addicted to designer, Raf Simons
They stealing my swag, splash, dripping
Turn soft into hard, transition
I got them racks, badminton
I'm playing with pots, pans, dishes
My plug from Japan, Tan Rickey
Molly Santan, 10 Band Brick
FN Blue tip hand stick
[Verse 1]
I'm rocking Louboutin like I'm Christian
I see shit different, Gucci lenses
Bimmer, Rover, riding Benzes
Got out the street we independent
I been trapping, benefiting
Got to feed my three dependents
Niggas telling, folding, bending
I'm still that same Bino from Benning
I rock Roberto thats Cavalli
I got whole things of birds and molly
Got choppas like I'm riding Harley
Medusa head on my Versace
I'm a Pyrex whipper
Server, water, wet dipper
I'm a VVS tripper
That bitch ain't bad, Imma skip her
Imma fuck her if I pick her
Imma duck her when I hit her
I dont love her I dont miss her
Why you hug her and you kiss her?
Im with Killa, he a killer
Keep monkey nuts like we gorillas
We ain't some missers, we some hitters
They going broke, we getting richer
[Chorus]
Pull up with the stick and I hit
I would never ever leave a witness
Put my wrist in the pot and I whip it
See the fish in the water like I'm going fishing
These niggas' they hot, telling, tipping
I got that water, splash, dip it
Bust open the chicken, saran, brick it
I'm serving that Bobby Brown, Whitney
Addicted to designer, Raf Simmons
They stealing my swag, splash, dripping
Turn soft into hard, transition
I got them racks, badminton
I'm playing with pots, pans, dishes
My plug from Japan, Tan Rickey
Molly Santan, 10 Band Brick
FN Blue tip hand stick

[Verse 2]
I got the gas bag, smell it
I been Coca Cola peddlin'
I got real niggas jailing
These niggas they broke, they lying, welling
These niggas they mouses, rats, telling
Somebody gon' need the paramedics
I send 30, Curry, Stephen
This Draco kicking like its Tekken
Niggas gooses, geeking, necking
We come they running, leaving, stepping
Can't leave the house without the weapon
I got Glocks and Smith and Wessons
I got AR's, MAC 11's
These niggas broke, they bitches stressing
They going through a great depression
My Gucci guilty, rare essence
Thank him, teach that boy a lesson
Gave a lil nigga Jesse
I'm a OTD repper
I can't leave it on the dresser
I'm a designer dripper, dresser
They drawing tips, they extra, sketchers
You got molly, mines better
I been ducking [?]
[Chorus]
Pull up with the stick and I hit
I would never ever leave a witness
Put my wrist in the pot and I whip it
See the fish in the water like I'm going fishing
These niggas' they hot, telling, tipping
I got that water, splash, dip it
Bust open the chicken, saran, brick it
I'm serving that Bobby Brown, Whitney
Adida, designer, Raf Simmons
They stealing my swag, splash, dripping
Turn soft into hard, transition
I got them racks, badminton
I'm playing with pots, pans, dishes
My plug from Japan, Tan Rickey
Molly Santan, 10 Band Brick
FN Blue tip hand stick