This is a song about "Brick squad1917"

Know i go ham lika brick house/

My garage full of cars that bounce

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

Just except to get hit with a brick, chill out and listen to the kick

Quick flipping up sexy back

845 brick squad on the track/

Knuckles like a callous it's like a fuckin' brick hit you

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

So i'm on my firm biz wit a brick of that foxxy brown

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

Even if i hit you over the head with a brick or stick,

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

If his bitch insist on getting sick

But you'v got the face of a brick