10 lyrics

[Intro]
Mud spillin' in the Dawn
This a chop, this a stick, bro, which one you want?
Finna do a n*gga sleazy, we tore down Neimans (Ron-Ron load it up, Ron-Ron load it up)
n*ggas wanna be me, all these b*tches meat-eaters
Hit her with the meat cleaver, this a streetsweeper
Somebody needs to call the Airbnb people
I hit her with the meat cleaver, this a streetsweeper
Somebody needs to call the Airbnb people (Ron-Ron do that sh*t)

[Chorus]
Ten bricks in the car, ten bricks in the house
Ten sticks in the car, ten whips in thе yard
Ten n*ggas finna tell, ten n*ggas scarеd of jail
I just bought ten shooters, finna pay they bail
Ten bricks in the car, ten bricks in the house
Ten sticks in the car, ten whips in the yard
Ten n*ggas finna tell, ten n*ggas scared of jail
I just bought ten shooters, can you pay they bail?

[Verse 1]
On the dance floor, you know I got strong moves
Ain't finna go back and forth with these old n*ggas
If it don't fit a drum, I cannot use it
Don't give a f*ck about parole, I am not stupid
Spin a block, finna give a n*gga rock music
What's the hate for? n*ggas wearin' fake clothes
Roll bounce, make it glitter, make it rainbow
This a case closed, n*ggas better not say nothin'
[Chorus]
Ten bricks in the car, ten bricks in the house
Ten sticks in the car, ten whips in the yard
Ten n*ggas finna tell, ten n*ggas scared of jail
I just bought ten shooters, finna pay they bail
Ten bricks in the car, ten bricks in the house
Ten sticks in the car, ten whips in the yard
Ten n*ggas finna tell, ten n*ggas scared of jail
I just bought ten shooters, can you pay they bail?

[Verse 2]
Back up on my old sh*t, Mr. Mosely
Pourin' eights of codeine, n*ggas better know this
I grab genie from the block, we finna slow dance
This nina kiss a n*gga when it's time to romance
Bet a million n*ggas gon' repeat this song after
Shots fired, n*gga couldn't find his phone after
I don't own my masters, don't be target practice
I bought F&Ns for everybody, all the rappers

[Chorus]
Ten bricks in the car, ten bricks in the house
Ten sticks in the car, ten whips in the yard
Ten n*ggas finna tell, ten n*ggas scared of jail
I just bought ten shooters, finna pay they bail
Ten bricks in the car, ten bricks in the house
Ten sticks in the car, ten whips in the yard
Ten n*ggas finna tell, ten n*ggas scared of jail
I just bought ten shooters, can you pay they bail?
[Outro]
They know what the truth is, n*ggas know what's goin' on, n*gga
Ten bricks in the car, ten sticks in the car, ten whips in the yard
n*ggas know what the truth is
I just bought ten shooters, can you pay they bail?
Stop playin' with me
Ten whips in the yard
Ten sticks in the car