Mr. T

[Intro: Westside Gunn]

Brrr!

Aye yo

Aye yo

[Verse 1: Westside Gunn]

Nike max glow when I tip toe

***** you mean? I been ****

Half my shooters sniff coke

With no aim, we better get low

Tackma lettermans with a Tec in it

Feed ***** *****s rope, go put ya neck in it

Got my troops in off-white boots

Pulled up, I had my foot hangin' out the coupe

Off white flannel lookin' like a lumberjack

Wit the .30 poppin', you don't want none of that

D******d apron over these ******s

Ronnie Fieg, I need size 9 in every pair

Do a ***** filthy for the right price

Dom Pérignon, the lobster and fried rice

[Bridge]

One brick, one brick

All I need is one brick

[Verse 2]

Tri Pods out of Tesla’s

Scrape the pots for the extras

Bodies dropping on the regular

Run laps around these other rap *****s for fun

At Fa******on week with the M1, y'all *****s bums

Killa designer, a serial killer

*****s thought I was just rhymin' iller

Then I pulled out the stick, run the jewels, run the money

You tried to run and hopped the fence

Tore is back up like junior *****, filthy rich

Wash my sins with Ace

Allahu Akbar, this work is flake

I'ma be fly forever if the stove work

She sniffin' so much molly, that ***** nose hurt

I was on the path, getting money on the ave

Fiends milly rock seeing that my work glass

If ******t slow up, I'ma look prettier in the mask

The cracks in the chip bag, the mac by the trash

The .45 look big on his forehead

Shot him more times, left that ***** more dead

[Bridge]

One brick, one brick

All I need is one brick