Soulja Boy - Gold Bricks (Loyalty) lyrics

[Chorus] Gold bricks in the back, gold bricks in the front Gold bricks in the motherf**in' safes [?] Gold bricks by them other thirty clips and all them guns Gold everything, gold in my chain, gold up Gold bricks to the motherf**in right And you know I got that lean in my Sprite Pourin' Ac', Pourin' [?] all night Pourin' Ac', Pourin' [?] all night Gold bricks Gold bricks Gold bricks Gold bricks Gold bricks Gold bricks Gold bricks Gold bricks [Verse 1] Gold bricks so you know I keep the chopper Meet the plug, touchdown in a helicopter Pull up in that Phantom, Phantom of the Opera Hit him with hollow tips, send him to the doctor Gold bricks Hit a gold lick, now my Rolex flip My Rolex water whip, and the ice, the diamonds get hella rich Soulja come with hella clips For you now I'm celibate I [?] all of my celery My diamonds they shinnin' My n***as they k**in' My n***as they k**in' We stackin' up millions My n***as, they whippin' I'm still whippin' Still whippin' Still pistol grippin' My n***as ain't slippin' We out on a mission We stackin' up millions Stackin' and breaking the ceiling [Chorus] [Verse 2] Got hit with the hollow tips Next day, so I pistol grip Wrappin' bricks like a mummy brick Wrappin' bricks like a mummy brick Put a body in hella ditch Put a body in hella ditch Call the shooters, they pullin' up And you know they got hella clips I'm touchin' down in Memphis With like ten million Whippin' and whippin', I'm breaking my wrist Money is stacked to the ceiling Fendi and Givenchy chillin' My n***as, they k**in' and dealin' Stackin' up 32 million Stackin' money up to ceiling Fendi, Givenchy, I'm gettin' in money These n***as, they lookin' so funny I'm wrappin' up bricks like a mummy I'm takin' a trip out the country Whippin' and breakin' my wrist Fly with the fish and the baking soda Takin' a trip out to North Dakota Got the bricks in a Range Rover Splashin' Shippin' them package Whippin' the bricks like it's magic I'm flashin' My diamonds, they flashin' Wrappin' the couch up in plastic Drippin' the [?] Whippin' and package the dope like a spatula Impressin' the plug, he think I'm spectacular Twenty pounds and that way I'm so accurate [Chorus]