Lyrics Brick! - J.SHEP feat. Indy & Jay Milo

Yeah my homie
Moving kilos
He like Shaq at the free throw
Brick brick brick
He like Shaq at the freethrow
Brick brick brick
He like Shaq at the freethrow
Brick brick brick

Yeah my homie
Moving kilos
He like Shaq at the free throw
Brick brick brick
He like Shaq at the freethrow
Brick brick brick
He like Shaq at the freethrow
Brick brick brick

Yeah my homie
Yeah he put me on his back
Yeah he put me on the map
Sike, nigga you already know that it's cap
That's a fact
I'm doing my shii, with the rap
For I shtack
Up my dolla, in my walla
Have yo bitch suck me then she swalla
Go like galla, ahh

But fuck all the nonsense
Niggas tryna move up in my shii
I am not having it
If a nigga disrespect my mama
Than it's up with him (Bitch)
Ain't gang affiliated
But we beat yo ass, like it's gang affiliation
Take care yo ass like a patient, we impatient
I been pacing, back in forth, tryna find the formula

But of course I forgot, I gotta have some fun with ya
Renovating, here go some furniture
Just handing out puns at ya
And if we got beef
You not allowed on my street
Or Wall street
Yo stock-broke
Don't call me, you worried, bout money
But you not understanding who I got on call G
I put a lil hoe on the block list
And I put yo lil hoe on the block bitch
That's power, at the tip of my fingers
Appointed yo faith, so them shooters gone meet ya (BANG BANG)

Yeah my homie
Moving kilos
He like Shaq at the free throw
Brick brick brick
He like Shaq at the freethrow
Brick brick brick
He like Shaq at the freethrow
Brick brick brick

Yeah my homie
Moving kilos
He like Shaq at the free throw
Brick brick brick
He like Shaq at the freethrow
Brick brick brick
He like Shaq at the freethrow
Brick brick brick

That nigga Super Artist Indy
Running ragged through yo city
With a whole new kind of money
And a whole new bars of plenty
And since I'm fucking this rap game
Bought her a whole new set of titties
Married to it, so I'm doing whatever make her feel pretty
Let me be the last to tell you Young Indy be the shit
I know niggas acting jealous ever since I dropped the 6th
But I just Rob Van Dan, Judo Flip, Ninja Kick
They said I'm peter pan
Cause where I'm from I'd never land a hit

But I ain't tryna hear shit
That's why I'm with yo girl
Listening to Showgirl
She sucked the soul, then let me know Young Indy this is yo world
Thank you for the mouth miss
But now it's time to count this bread
I need it all, make hotdog change his outfit
I want the bun too, so gone and shake them buns boo
It's J.SHEP and Indy
We Apex
Go more nuts than latex
Of a virgin, during safe sex
It's back to the basics
For niggas fucking with Jalen

I want it all too
Cash clothes and the fast cars
We came to ball too undefeated bitch without an all star
Just caught you niggas slipping
Sword was slipping bitches ungaurd
We took they girls too they in the back room like oh gawd
Yeah they never seen it like this
I show up and show my ass
They ain't the shit like this
Bitches see me throwing cash
They tryna strip for this
She tryna keep me to herself
But she ain't built for dick (Yo)
I told her kappernick
Instead I want yo ass on both knees
She want to do it for a ring
I turned around like bitch please

You want this cheese or nah
My homie let me whip the Bentley
You want Mc D or nah
Fuck it
I've been malicious, real vicious about my business
Got commas on top of riches, and switches for oppositions
Go get'em we go getters, and leave'em in bad positions
You would think they'll fuck with us from now on for good conditions (Oooh)