10 Bricks
Look at my wrist
Look at, look at
My wrist
Equivalent to ten bricks
Ten bricks to the fish
Look at my wrist, it's two-hundred thou'
That mean fuck that nigga, come and fuck me now
Suck me down, blow my socks
Push that coupe, I'ma drop that top
And all them niggas that talk, them bitches never had money
Whip it with a fork and get that extra mall money
Get you first million and the come in with a test
Watch for the feds, jack boys, and IRS
4 Jesus pieces and a motherfucking tech
Clapping at all you niggas imitating Sammy Gravano
Got them argentines and kilos up in the condo
And my European bitch always screaming Armani
Ten bricks on the wrist, I find it funny
I'm counting cash, you don't know me nigga
Its Rozay, the one and only nigga
Look at my wrist
Look at, look at
My wrist
Equivalent to ten bricks
Ten bricks to the fish
See I'm richer than the richest
Filthy by my riches
Dope boy fresh, made man getting tickets
Holiday sunshine how we get it
Flipping in the Bentley every time we come and spin it
So she love the way I shine homie
Put on her mind, do it big time homie
Priceless, you know the game with no line homie
Tote it all the time, see my son did time on it
So a hundred mil' what we eat
The feast of the streets, Cash Money young beast
Full grind, Cash Money all the time
Fire flame spitter do this shit in day time
Flip a nigga another top
The watch on rocks, do this shit hard knocks
A all red new fleet, swagged out nigga, YMCMB
Look at my wrist
Look at, look at
My wrist
Equivalent to ten bricks
Ten bricks to the fish