Sum It Up

Ayo, Brick, Brick yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah

Nigga we all on your block
Never telling I don't fuck with the cops
Nigga talking down, hit that boy with
The chop
Don't be thinking you're safe he said he
Want shit and I said okay
Spray a nigga house till
The whole thing break
I'm ready for war, my shoes laced
I want the bread nigga I want the cake
I can't stand a lil bitch
Who don't want no cake
Nigga we gonna throw that lil boy in the lake
Put that boy in his place
Lil nigga say grace
She ain't goin' up to you but
To me she said hey i'll take yo lil hoe okay
He think he up with me, that lil boy he late
Delete that nigga he cannot be traced
When I see 12 I'm doing the dash
Can't ever come in last
My hands spinnin' livin' way too fast
We finna leave that lil boy in the grass
I ball too hard like Steve Nash
My choppa gonna give that lil boy, a rash
In the coupe Imma floor it, going too fast
Boy that lil money you getting won't last
We'll cut that boy up
Turn that lil boy to hash
Burn this shit down turn it into ash
Run in your house and then run in your stash
Feeling like Jimmy lil boy I blast
Talk too much he don't get cash
The choppa gon make that lil boy dance
Nigga I need the money I need the advance
Test your luck, alright
She give me one, hell of a night
That Glock barking, then it gon bite
The money was moving slow
Told that nigga Ben Frank turn up
I just wanna fuck I don't got a crush
I get to that back, Faygo in a rush
All that hate don't make you nothing
When I hop out that boy gon run
They be at it nigga I need the sum
I'm a lil runna nigga watch your tongue