[Intro - Rick Ross:] You niggaz ass backwards out here nigga You're wedding shouldn't cost more than your funeral nigga
[Rick Ross- Hook] Brick in my jeans, two bricks for the ring Three bricks for the beamer, four ounce promethazine Bitch I'm a dog, bitch I'm a boss All you hear is... when that chopper going off (x2)
[Verse 1 - Gucci Mane:] (Gucci) (Gucci) Back to the old Gucci, beat it like you stole somethin' I'm on the stove top whippin' up a whole somethin' Still got my old gun and hundreds from my old runs I'm kicking dope in the morning in my long john's Thick beauty bitch I buy that bitch thick by the belly I had to get My wrist cost me 20 bricks, my left wrist on some stupid s**t Your boyfriend on that groupie s**t, Gucci Mane of some Frank Lucas s**t I made one brick turn in two bricks cause Imma remix it and bring lunatics Say got bricks will take them s**ts, how many licks did your clique hit Barbershop bricks I shave them bricks, all the clean bricks I save them s**ts 1017 we stump them bricks, import bricks and export bricks, I don't know a half of it But you wanna hold on half of it … (Gucci)