Lyrics

[Verse]
Flippin' all these packs, I ain't never gonna lag (Nah)
Rollin' with the squad, money bags on my back (Bags!)
Clients on my line, early morning 'til it's dark (Dark)
In and out the trap, keep the feds off the mark (Shh)
Chain heavy gold, wrist icy with the drip (Drip)
Every time I hit the block, they know who it is (Skrrt)

[Verse]
I got, I got bricks, yeah, I got bricks up in my stash (Yeah)
No cap, I'm movin' heavy, I'm the plug, I got the cash (Ayy)
Weight like I'm 50 (50), hustle, no one match (Nah)
In the trap, we flip it quick, just call me Mr
Dash
Stop talkin' 'bout your bands (Hey, stop it)
Boy, I been countin' grands (Been countin')
And while we speakin' paper, free my dawg out in the pen (Free homie)
Stackin' up them bands, six figures (Racks)
Too many Decembers (Solid)
I had the dough before the deal, these rappers been pretenders (The dough)
Late nights, early mornin's, countin' up a check (Check)
In the kitchen whippin' while the streets show respect (Respect)
Trappin' out them corners, never slip, I keep a tech (Tech)
Hundred rounds loaded, got my shooters on deck

[Verse]
I been, I been grindin' since the moment I could walk (Grind)
No handouts given, I was taught to run the block (Yeah)
Money on my mind, my ambition never stop (Never stop)
All these haters talkin', but my hustle's at the top
I don't, I don't play no games (Nah)
Boy, I'm in my lane (Facts)
Pop the trunk, it's loaded, moving weight just like a lift (Lift)
Watch me stack it up, every hustle's like a gift (Gift)
Diamonds on my chain, got the haters feeling sick (Sick)
Every move calculated, I ain't taking risks

[Chorus]
I got bricks, I got stacks
Flip it, bring it back
Racks up from the jump, never had no time to play (Nah)
Movin' through the city, paper chasin' every day (Every day)
Cops lurkin' round, gotta keep 'em at bay (Stay low)
Duffle bags filled, ain't no room for any sway (Sway)
Big body Benz, rollin' heavy on my block (Block)
Stacks in both pockets, got the hood on lock (Lock)