This is a song about "I ain t sell bricks"

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

I killed more time, more crack to sell

Got four underneath the old-school as well

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

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

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

20 racks really thats sneaker money

Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor

None of them wouldn`t understand the message i deliver