[Intro: Quavo]
Yo, yo, hold up man
Ay skip
All these goddamn bricks man
Hurry up, put em up
There go the feds
Go!
[Chorus: Quavo]
Put the bricks in the attic, hope the feds ain’t watching
Sniper on the roof for you fuck niggas plotting
Yeah she spoiled rotten, she got chickens in her stocking
F & N on my side (fly), that’s a hot pocket
Gone!
[Verse 1: Takeoff]
All white Charger pull up with the police lights
Red, blue, and white, asking questions, I’ll take flight
Run back to my trap, stash them bricks off in the attic
12 hit my spot, throw saran wrap and plastic
They thought they was gon' catch me slipping
Looking and searching for chickens and pigeons
They ain’t find shit but a fork in the kitchen
And a couple seeds from the bags full of midget
Finesse Takeoff, you ain’t never catch me slipping
Keep an egg beater, yeah I'm always whipping
Stay with a PT, always sipping
Young rich nigga with the all gold kitchen
Yo, yo, hold up man
Ay skip
All these goddamn bricks man
Hurry up, put em up
There go the feds
Go!
[Chorus: Quavo]
Put the bricks in the attic, hope the feds ain’t watching
Sniper on the roof for you fuck niggas plotting
Yeah she spoiled rotten, she got chickens in her stocking
F & N on my side (fly), that’s a hot pocket
Gone!
[Verse 1: Takeoff]
All white Charger pull up with the police lights
Red, blue, and white, asking questions, I’ll take flight
Run back to my trap, stash them bricks off in the attic
12 hit my spot, throw saran wrap and plastic
They thought they was gon' catch me slipping
Looking and searching for chickens and pigeons
They ain’t find shit but a fork in the kitchen
And a couple seeds from the bags full of midget
Finesse Takeoff, you ain’t never catch me slipping
Keep an egg beater, yeah I'm always whipping
Stay with a PT, always sipping
Young rich nigga with the all gold kitchen
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