Crumbs to Bricks

[Intro: Lando Bando & Big Money Rich]
(The Arsonist)
Ayy, Rich, welcome home, my nigga
(It's Lando, your bitch know, don't let your bitch go, nigga)
Rich
[?] Rich, nigga
Yeah
Ayy

[Verse 1: Big Money Rich]
Drop a speech on this bitch, I put a lecture on it
I only sell niggas shit, you could put a extra on it
It's up to you to put the right mix and texture on it
The girl number so young, a child molestor want it
My niggas cuttin' up rocks big as [?]
I'm still givin' niggas deals like I'm Groupon
I had a deuce of Wock' left, I put some juice on it
I can tell she wanna fuck, she dance loose on me
If I get your hair done, I'm tryna pull it out
I hit that bitch raw again, she like, "Don't pull it out"
The last nigga say it's up with me, we put him down
Then we wipe that nigga nose like it was boogers on it
That nigga say hе got money, babe, we makе him stand
I made some shit last month that you can't make in ten
He can't get traded to a nuggets, you can't make him win
They gave my nigga Rio ten, they couldn't make 'em bend
The block movin' too slow, I had to up the tempo
Had to step on some bricks to look out the window
Now a nigga got blow like the old Nintendo
Now a nigga got dough like I'm Homer Simpson
I don't think niggas know what this mean to us
To have a town like this was a dream to us
Man, all these niggas broke, give a sling to 'em
Italian plug, I be sayin', "Bada-bing" to 'em
Now I'm flyin' west again to meet my Mexican
This town number so good, it's like it's [?]
I don't need no hot [?] to pull a press again
Put the belt on a nigga like a wrestlin' man

[Instrumental Break]

[Outro]
(The Arsonist)
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