[Lyric] Brixx (Cootie)

[Intro: Cootie]
Turn it up what’s this?

[Chorus: Cootie]
Bricks, yeah
Off white bricks (White), lot of ice chips
From the cold brick (Woo)
Gotta bad bitch (Yeah), couple mean whips (Go)
Shawty ask me what I want for Christmas told her ass, "Bricks" (Woo)
Yeah, whole lotta bricks (A lot)
They just talkin' 'bout the brick, niggas counterfeit (Woo)
Say he want the brick (Brick)
Make the chips and dip (Go)
Ballin' like bitch (I know), it all came from the brick (Woo)

[Verse 1: Cootie]
Thank God for the bricks, bitch, I'm him now (Bitch, I'm him)
I can flex, make it stretch, watch me work it out (Work it, work it)
Make it somersault, flippin' got me rich now (Got me rich)
Took my ass straight to Wafi told 'em "Ice me out" (Ice)
Dope boys bitch, we pull up make yo block hot (Hot, hot)
Lotta bricks like the Cootie missin' jump shots (God damn)
In thе kitchen with the pot cooling till it’s hot (What you doing?)
Then I (Go, go, go) till it drop
Bricks got mе ballin' in a drought like a tumble weed (Ballin')
They don't speak my language bitch, you know I talk that trapanese (Where you at?)
I can’t speak for other niggas but it the sack for me (It's the sack)
That’s why I slang a lot of fish, turn this bitch to Captain D's
Plug open doors every time he pull up with them keys (Let 'em in)
Call it fall, he’ll drop it off, shake the spot and leave (Shake it)
Niggas hatin', stash spot constipated, lotta cheese (God damn)
The gon' think I’m trying to build a house the way I pull up with them bricks (Yeah)
[Chorus: Cootie & BiC Fizzle]
Yeah
Off white bricks (White), lot of ice chips
From the cold brick (Cold)
Gotta bad bitch (Bad), couple mean whips (Rrrr)
Shawty ask me what I want for Christmas told her ass, "Bricks" (Woo)
Yeah, whole lotta bricks (A lot)
They just talkin' 'bout the brick, niggas counterfeit (See these folks)
Say he want the brick (Yeah)
Make the chips and dip (We gone)
Ballin' like bitch (I am), it all came from the brick (B Fizzle)

[Verse 2: BiC Fizzle & Cootie]
Off white bricks, cold bricks, old bricks
Fish scale, Captain d's, bitch, we servin' gold fish (Servin' gold fish)
We got all kinds bricks, cold shit, white chick (That cold)
My older bitch had ask me what I want for Christmas and I told her ass "Bricks" (Bricks)
Why them young niggas so lit? (I don't know)
It’s so icy, Fizzle, scrape the pot so hard (Ice) I hurt my wrist (Whip it)
Till I touch a 100 mill I ain’t too rich to take a risk (I ain't)
Won’t hesitate to take yo bitch
You know that young rich nigga shit
Bitch, bricks Tahoe trucks they pullin' up (Pullin' up)
Oil just for the scent (Yeah)
We might build a project complex the way we playing wit all these bricks (They see me)
Hit my tester up, straight drop, let 'em take a hit (Take it)
He said "Ain’t nobody else shit, pure and cold as this, bitch"
Bricks
[Chorus: Cootie]
Bricks, yeah
Off white bricks (White), lot of ice chips
From the cold brick (Woo)
Gotta bad bitch (Yeah), couple mean whips (Go)
Shawty ask me what I want for Christmas told her ass, "Bricks" (Woo)
Yeah, whole lotta bricks (A lot)
They just talking 'bout the brick, niggas counterfeit (Woo)
Say he want the brick (Brick)
Make the chips and dip (Go)
Ballin' like bitch (I know), it all came from the brick (Brick)