Jack Boyz (feat. Wooh Da Kid & OJ da Juiceman)

Yo, Lazy, I know you got another one in there

Hit 'em with a street treat, mami

Gucci, Juice, Brick Squad

Yes, yes, yes, yes

I'm fucked up (Yes), you fucked up (Yes)

Tellin' niggas where your stash, you just blew your luck

Jackboys on your ass, put your chain on tuck

I ain't talkin' 'bout a name, but my young boys buck

I'm fucked up (What?), you fucked up (What?)

Tellin' niggas where your stash, you just blew your luck

Jackboys on your ass, put your chain on tuck

I ain't talkin' 'bout a name, but my young boys buck

For Big Gucci and OJ (What?), I put the gloves on (Yes)

Bullets rainin' on you, now here comes the thunderstorm (Ha)

Couple niggas down to murder for a couple stripes (Yes)

So if I see it's time to go, then he gon' die tonight (Ayo)

Brick Squad, Brick Squad, everything is Brick Squad (Yes)

Seein' a snitch nigga dead make my dick hard (Yes)

I never met a bully nigga that I couldn't beat (No)

It's only one word I can't take, it's defeat (Yes)

I'm dyin' for my niggas (What?), my niggas die for me (Yes)

Like a midget to a train, ain't no stoppin' me (No)

I'm ridin' for my niggas (What?), my niggas ride for me (Yes)

I'm my brother's keeper, all that we got is we

I'm fucked up (Yes), you fucked up (Yes)

Tellin' niggas where your stash, you just blew your luck

Jackboys on your ass, put your chain on tuck

I ain't talkin' 'bout a name, but my young boys buck

I'm fucked up (What?), you fucked up (What?)

Tellin' niggas where your stash, you just blew your luck

Jackboys on your ass, put your chain on tuck

I ain't talkin' 'bout a name, but my young boys buck

Tuck my chain in, that's a no-go, nigga

Put these diamonds in my jewelry, it's like snow cones, nigga

Thought you jacked up, way tougher than Stone Cold, nigga

I be trappin', I be trappin', bricks and elbows, nigga

Ayy, all we do is win, we don't take L's, nigga

Put a four way on your head, that's a crest deal, nigga

Got me fucked up if you think the crest real, nigga

Man treat you like potato 'cause we peel, nigga

Man, I walk around with extendos and the weed kill, nigga

Nah, I ain't no thief, but we steal, nigga

Man, I'm trappin' like a fool, right hand a whole milla

Young Jew man, 32 with Brick Squad, nigga

I'm fucked up (Yes), you fucked up (Yes)

Tellin' niggas where your stash, you just blew your luck

Jackboys on your ass, put your chain on tuck

I ain't talkin' 'bout a name, but my young boys buck

I'm fucked up (What?), you fucked up (What?)

Tellin' niggas where your stash, you just blew your luck

Jackboys on your ass, put your chain on tuck

I ain't talkin' 'bout a name, but my young boys buck

I'm not the baddest nigga or the biggest one

But if he bigger, son, I get a bigger gun

I rock a lot of jewels and plus a lot of tools

I mean a lot of chops, I make tomato soup

It's such a beautiful day to put my diamonds on display

Black and yellow diamonds catchin' sun rays on a Sunday

Put a crease in your head like I'm pressin' jeans

Gettin' money in my robotics, the realest on the scene

Batman car, cat girls out the house

Tuck your ice in your blouse

Is you a man or a mouse? You's a fuckin' mouse

Thug Lil, raw steel, every day's a drug deal

Every minute's precious to me, bullet big as Mo'Nique

I'm fucked up (Big Gucci), you fucked up (Yes)

Tellin' niggas where your stash, you just blew your luck

Jackboys on your ass, put your chain on tuck

I ain't talkin' 'bout a name, but my young boys buck

I'm fucked up (What?), you fucked up (What?)

Tellin' niggas where your stash, you just blew your luck

Jackboys on your ass, put your chain on tuck

I ain't talkin' 'bout a name, but my young boys buck