Brixx

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

[Chorus: Cootie]
Yeah, off white bricks (White), lot of ice chips from the cold brick (Woo)
Got a 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), made 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 (Goddamn)
In thе kitchen with the pot cooling 'til it's hot (What you doing?)
Then I— (Go, go, go) 'til 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's 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 him in)
Call it fall, he'll drop it off, shake the spot and leave (He shake it)
Niggas hatin', stash spot constipated, 'lotta cheese (Goddamn)
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)
Got a 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), made the chips and dip (We're gone)
Ballin' like bitch (I am), it all came from the brick (BiC Fizzle, ice)

[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)
'Til I touch a hundred 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')
Oil just for the scent (Yeah)
We might build a project complex the way we playing with all these bricks (They see it)
Hit my tester up, straight drop, let 'em take a hit (Take it)
He say, "Ain't nobody else shit pure and cold as this, bitch" (Oh, nah)
Bricks

[Chorus: Cootie]
Yeah, off white bricks (White), lot of ice chips from the cold brick (Woo)
Got a 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), made the chips and dip (Go)
Ballin' like bitch (I know), it all came from the brick (Brick)