Still Flippin - Stitches

I got bricks in my trunk

And I’m driving in my Porsche

I got bricks in my trunk

And I’m driving in my Porsche

Feds follow me everyday

But I’m still flipping bricks

Feds follow me everyday

But I’m still flipping bricks

I got bricks in my trunk

And I’m driving in my Porsche

I got bricks in my trunk

And I’m driving in my Porsche

Feds follow me everyday

But I’m still flipping bricks

Feds follow me everyday

But I’m still flipping bricks

I’m connected, I’m connected

Well respected in the hood

Every way that I go I get love from every hood

I got bricks on top of bricks

I got bricks up in my addy

Everybody that I’m serving

Is a fucking drug addict

I’m a boss motherfucker

But I ain’t no Rick Ross

If I kill your family member

Nigga, sorry for your loss

Twenty years all balling already

Got three children

And I spend ten thousand every month

On each one of my children

When I was young, nigga

I didn’t know my fucking dad

He’s a pussy motherfucker

He was

I’m a father figure to my children

Money on the ceiling

When they kill that nigga Stiches

I’m gon' leave 'em with my millions

I got bricks in my trunk

And I’m driving in my Porsche

I got bricks in my trunk

And I’m driving in my Porsche

Feds follow me everyday

But I’m still flipping bricks

Feds follow me everyday

But I’m still flipping bricks

I got bricks in my trunk

And I’m driving in my Porsche

I got bricks in my trunk

And I’m driving in my Porsche

Feds follow me everyday

But I’m still flipping bricks

Feds follow me everyday

But I’m still flipping bricks

The feds always follow me, they don’t give me my privacy

Niggas always snitching on me, niggas always telling on me

Feds watching, but I’m a service stay fly

Always gotta stay high

Fuck 'round, I pull a drive-by

I got choppers, I got Uzis

Bricks o' cocaine, I’m moving

Fuck with me boy, you losing

I kill you while you snoozing

I come creeping while you sleeping

They say that Stitches he’s a demon

Bitches swallow my semen

My dick got your girl pheening

I always been rude boy, I never been fake

Shoutout to El Chapo, that boy just a skate

I free all of my thugs, bruh

(Free all of my brothers)

Everybody makin' mistakes, yo

Everybody wanna eat a stake

Holla at me if you want a brick

I’ll front’em to ya, I don’t give a shit

I got bricks in my trunk

And I’m driving in my Porsche

I got bricks in my trunk

And I’m driving in my Porsche

Feds follow me everyday

But I’m still flipping bricks

Feds follow me everyday

But I’m still flipping bricks

I got bricks in my trunk

And I’m driving in my Porsche

I got bricks in my trunk

And I’m driving in my Porsche

Feds follow me everyday

But I’m still flipping bricks

Feds follow me everyday

But I’m still flipping bricks