HeebzStreet - Brick City (Rack City Cover) lyrics

[Intro] Whattup Jersey. It's Plan B. Brick City I see you! (Mustard on the beat hoe) [Verse 1] Reside in the East side lil homie Holding Jersey on my back made the Garden State know me Always staying on my grind, you'll never take it from me I ain't paying you no mind, cause you ain't worth the money Got a picture perfect honey, a** soft a** soft p**y popping on the rocket, blast off blast off Then I'm dipping like snuff, I ain't tripping on the mic Could just never fight with a dyke every night it's like God Damn, light up the blunt Bring a bad b**h here to take it right up the c*nt Looking right up the front, my past is a** left behind me Muthaf**a don't remind me. You know where you can find me, I'm in [Hook] Brick City b**h, Brick Brick City b**h Brick City b**h, Brick Brick City b**h Brick City b**h, Brick Brick City b**h Buy a brick flip it quick make the city rich Brick City b**h, Brick Brick City b**h Brick City b**h, Brick Brick City b**h Brick City b**h, Brick Brick City b**h LKH Central Ave, Where your city b**h? [Verse 2] I'ma muhf**ing star Look at the b**h in the car Put my tape in boy that sh** go hard Young Mozart but I burn until I'm charred I gotta bad b**h bouncing in my lap no drawers Fat a** make the booty clap like applause Smoke piff, sniff great white like Jaws Ciroc Red Berry like cranberry get sauced Everybody get flossed, hop up on my level What's good with you god? Shout out to the Devil I don't play with heavy metal, other people do it for me Girl I think I'm getting horny, make it rain and now you bore me My flow is getting nicer while these cops is getting meaner I got bagged in the Arena homie f** a misdemeanor This really ain't nothing I could rap all day Haiti ! Sak pase, nap boule [Hook] [Outro] Plan B, Jersey! Whattup doe? Boy I run it, run it (X3) Brick City b**h Brick Brick City b**h