[Intro: Peezy]
Yeah
Dope fiend babies, n***a
You already know how we coming
Uh
Yeah, uh

[Verse 1: Peezy]
Woke up quick at about noon
Gotta sell this last sack before my son get out of school
Grab the chain off the dresser, grab my stack and my tool
Put some dog in the presser, turn one brick into two
Client on the way, I had them sold before I bought the beans
Got some new cut for the dog, it look like coffee cream
All these n***as that you think hard, they really soft to me
Spent eleven hundred for the shirt before I bought the jeans
Just paid eight thousand for a section down in Club Liv
Was on Section 8, in the hood sleeping on blow-up beds
Ran out of Wocky this morning, fuck it, pour the red
Watch out for that Taurus down the street, I think it's the feds
Two thousand down the drain for the bubble coat
Nowadays you really can't tell, I used to struggle, though
If I don't bubble in this rap game, then I'ma bubble coke
I don't mean I'm dancing when I say I get my hustle on, bitch

[Chorus: Peezy]
Grab that Pyrex and drop an ounce in it
I'ma take it back if it don't bounce, n***a
Chain was thirty thousand, that's a house, n***a
Baby Draco sitting on the couch, n***a
Grab that Pyrex and drop a deuce in it
Imma take it back if it don't move, n***a
Teach you how to cook a brick like we in school, n***a
Bring me the bag, I know what to do with it

[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
Grab a twenty-ounce and drop a deuce in it
Grab a canned pop and drop an ounce in it
This Draco got some kick, so I bounce with it
Done fucked around and cussed my granny, my main pop missing
Just got my socks blew off ,my main thot did it
Just jumped out at the light, I seen an opp slipping
This n***a just hopped out and start prayin', man, my akh tripping
Tell me that's one way his blessings come, but I'm not religious
Ninety grams at a time, we use the microwave
If I told you what we cook, we'd be fighting a case
I dropped an eight, then drunk an eight raw, I might die today
Sell you a fake brick, hop in a Scat Pack and fly away
Supercharger on that fucker case they try to chase me
I sold another real brick, but it was shy an eight-piece
Hit him up close, point blank, like, "Why I buy this laser?"
Stick bulging out my shirt, it look like a pager
[Chorus: Peezy]
Grab that Pyrex and drop an ounce in it
I'ma take it back if it don't bounce, n***a
Chain was thirty thousand, that's a house, n***a
Baby Draco sitting on the couch, n***a
Grab that Pyrex and drop a deuce in it
Imma take it back if it don't move, n***a
Teach you how to cook a brick like we in school, n***a
Bring me the bag, I know what to do with it