Stitches Mail song lyrics

I sent it, you receive it

I sent it, you receive it

I love the smell of them bricks

They whiter than some mayo

And I can send 'em to your house through the mail

This is drug dealin' music

I'm A-1, so is my coke

Stitches get it right off a boat

I'm swagged out, every day and night

I like to shoot my gun cause I don't like to fight

I say run up on me, I'm ready

Gun up in your face, it's steady

I'm the life of the party, bitch

But I ain't talkin' confetti

I got bricks, bricks, bricks

Pounds of that molly

I'm a drug dealer

And I'll tell anybody

I take pride up in that shit

I don't really give a shit

And I shoot my gun real quick

If we talkin' about them bricks

I'm so cokarific

So don't get that pretty boy shit twisted

Got that big stick for them fuck niggas, that squadron too deep

77191164 them streets

Chop 'em down, pack 'em up, my gold ring Versace

Hate a block or buy Gucci, pop that coochie like tip drill

Dope boy, pop me one, four 28's, sendin' weight

112 on two 6 extensions, them bricks

You want a whole ki? That's a piece of cake

Numbers of grams, a thousand and eight

Met a brick in 2008

I'm only 18, do the math mane

I keep flippin'

And I won't stop it

Fuck DEA

They tryna take my profit, they some fuckboys

If you got a badge on, you a bitch, bruh bruh

I never snitch, bruh bruh

Only thing I'm ever gon' trust

Is my AK-47 bruh

Rest in peace to a hater

I saw your statement on that paper

I hope your girl ain't got no plans

To see your ass later