[Intro:]

Don’t stay around

Don’t stay around

Don’t stay around

We run up on your block

And we don’t play around

Don’t t play around

We’gon burn it down (ha)

[Chorus: Kriptonite]

Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti

Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti

Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti

Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti

Just got a shirt that came with a Bugatti

Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti

Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti

Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti

[Verse 1:Kriptonite]

Wanna be in the fast lane, getting cash retardedly

Fuck all you pussy ass niggas and don’t expect no apologies

Wanna take my shit overseas

But forever will the ghetto be a part of me

They say love is blind

Then why this cash ain’t hard to see

I aim straight archery straight to the artery’s

That lifestyle with dope toys coke boys prodigy

Can’t dilute my formula

No additives bitch water free

Ain’t selling less than a quarter key

No if, buts, nor probablys

Don’t procrastinate that’s the way it is

Have you ever been with death face to face

Am so busy i ain’t got time to die

I kick that shit to a later date

You get fed lead now you hate the taste

Nothing bout that sweet like grater cake

Run up on your block take ya plate

Eat ya food then say ma grace bitch

[Chorus: Kriptonite]

Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti

Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti

Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti

Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti

Just got a shirt that came with a Bugatti

Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti

Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti

Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti

[Verse 2: Kriptonite]

Knock knock on your block where the cake at?

Pussy nigga pulling off a brave act

Running off like a horse on a race track

Pussy nigga stay flat

Where the keys to the stash? where the safe at?

Muh’fucka I be coming for the pay back

I be searching for the money in the hay stack

John Gotti in the maybach

When regarding to this dope game

Bitch I’m the superior

Run up on your block like bop bop

Nigga maybe that sound familiar

Niggas can’t cope with selling dope

Bitch you don’t fit this criteria

The Phantom is all black on black

And cheetah prints the interior

Got plugs down in Columbia, Cuba, Siberia

Don’t fuck with them police bitches

Hoe stay on the exterior

Can you smell what am cooking

There’s about to be a food fight

Thug life cause this coke world is my cafeteria bitch

[Chorus: Kriptonite]

Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti

Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti

Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti

Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti

Just got a shirt that came with a Bugatti

Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti

Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti

Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti

[Verse 3: Thursday]

Hit the plug on the cellular

Run off on the old one like regular (run off)

But the new one ain't copy

This nigga connects like John Gotti

So much white like in Sandiago

Grimey niggas looking like fredo

Can't talk for long cause the opps be on it

Fuck yuh bitch while she with the mayo

I get to the fetti I cut a cheque

I put all these niggas out cigarette (bop bop)

Self-employed trap nigga

Stick talk with the black heater

Boom pow hit you in the face

Ferragamo on my fucking waist

Glock 40 keep a nigga safe

Step heavy boy I never stray

Bout to flip a brick for the whip

I should put a kilo on my wrist

I should put the killers on you head

But I done got you on the list

Good weed and the codeine

Me and Kripto planning more schemes

Ain't no time for no hottie thottie

Cuz I swear my plug be like John Gotti

[Chorus: Kriptonite]

Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti

Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti

Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti

Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti

Just got a shirt that came with a Bugatti

Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti

Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti

Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti

Don’t stay around, don’t stay around, don’t stay around

We run up on your block and we don’t play around

Don’t t play around, we’gon burn it down

Ha