Brick Mason Lyrics

[Intro]
Hah, yeah
Hah
I ain't really finna tell y'all how to get away with murder and shit

[Verse]
They call me Gucci Robert Kraft, I just picked Brady out the draft
I'm tall dark and handsome plus my stash is on giraffe (Goddamn)
The black Mark Cuban, I'm in the shark tank with the meth
I go Danny Ainge for math, just might trade him to the Cavs (Wow)
Glacier coupe two-door (Two-door)
Pull up, make the doors do judo (Woo)
Big booty nympho (Hah)
Know waist hit with some hippo
Amazon grinder
Crocodile brocodile buyer
Bad bitch, I wanna sign her
I'm lookin' but still can't find her
I done got it in with the Haitians
I done went to war with Jamaicans
The money left body in basements
I can cook brick like a mason
Different, hoppin' out the golfer
Big boss, meet at the office
Lil' nigga lost in the sauce
Hood nigga but I'm dressin' like a golfer
Pull up to the cheetah on a date
Park at the front, it's spacious (Skrrt)
Cold shoulder, bitch, it's like a glacier (Burr)
Manicure, pedicure, facial
Mob hit all of them stages
I'ma put a hater in the paper
I don't pay attention to a hater
I just pay attention to the paper, Wop

[Outro]
I can cook brick like a mason
I just pay attention to the paper
I can cook brick like a mason
I can cook brick like a mason