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Trae White Bricks

huh [Hook: x4] Sitting on white bricks, wrapped in duct tape Thirty minutes flat, I could bake a whole cake [Trae:] Still sitting on the white bricks

put his hogs on it No dreams of NBA but I play the game I play the D you mother fu-kers know the name Im talking all night sittin on white bricks I chipped

fries, and O's each for the scatter True soldier never dies, a real thug never cry Big H.A.W.K and Trae, are made niggaz on the rise [Trae] You better

(feat. Lil' Head, A3, DeLo, 2) [talking:] What's happening, Yung Redd-H.S.E. I'm in here with that S.L.A.B., Slow Loud And Bangin My nigga Trae, we'