This is a song about "4 bricks"

'bout to get my other car

And i'm laying bricks like a trap star,

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

In the mood for sex they shit bricks when my dicks erect

I'm flipping bricks; spitting sick as syphilis

I’m so 100 with every nigga i run with

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

You need a pair of new kicks even if you need to sell bricks

Only way up out this life is movin a couple bricks

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Movin' bricks through the site like construction workers,