[Chorus: Peewee Longway & LoLife Blacc]
Runnin' up them bands, make a brick break dance
Hit it with the left hand in the cake pan
Glocks in the K class, make you break dance
Servin' hams, I'm no middleman, no front, need straight cash
Dirty dancin' with the flake, Kit-Kat
Sellin' moto, pits and boulders, all gas, no (Brake)
Runnin' up them bands, make a brick break dance
Runnin' up them bands, make a brick break dance

[Verse 1: LoLife Blacc & Peewee Longway]
Use your scale, make a sale, you see 12 (Break)
Eatin' our treat off in peace, I just lost a little weight
Captain D3P, they fiendin' for it, just let it flake
Serve you extra, serve your tester, one snort, he clean the plate
Sellin' four ways out the foreign, trappin', same clothes, it's been four days
And I know when I got ether, man, them J's line up like Soul Train
Break a brick, damn, my wrist dirty dancin'
Burn the evidence, my fingerprints on the plastic
Runnin' up them bands, make a brick break dance
I can't work no deal but wholesale bring Percs and Xans
It's COD in hand, ho, no middleman
Them shots go off, you start doin' the running man, LoLife

[Chorus: Peewee Longway & LoLife Blacc]
Runnin' up them bands, make a brick break dance
Hit it with the left hand in the cake pan
Glocks in the K class, make you break dance
Servin' hams, I'm no middleman, no front, need straight cash
Dirty dancin' with the flake, Kit-Kat
Sellin' moto, pits and boulders, all gas, no (Brake)
Runnin' up them bands, make a brick break dance
Runnin' up them bands, make a brick break dance
[Verse 2]
Dance on a brick, left hand, know it's hit
Got the bag and the grits, need it fast, this a tip
Two hundred grams on the list
Burn your mans, give a lick
To that dirty, dirty chick
Know I love them white bricks
Rather dance with a brick 'fore I dance with a bitch
.40 got me with a limp, know that big stick on my hip
Thirty round case I miss, I don't plan on missin' shit
That's a shame on you n***as, body found by the ditch
Pocket watchin, pocket monster, in the bando with the Crips
Lot of Bloods, lot of Mexicans, you know we movin' shit
Every time I leave the house I'm tryna dance with a brick
I don't give a fuck about you and your mans can get hit

[Chorus: Peewee Longway & LoLife Blacc]
Runnin' up them bands, make a brick break dance
Hit it with the left hand in the cake pan
Glocks in the K class, make you break dance
Servin' hams, I'm no middleman, no front, need straight cash
Dirty dancin' with the flake, Kit-Kat
Sellin' moto, pits and boulders, all gas, no (Brake)
Runnin' up them bands, make a brick break dance
Runnin' up them bands, make a brick break dance
Runnin' up them bands, make a brick break dance
Hit it with the left hand in the cake pan
Glocks in the K class, make you break dance
Servin' hams, I'm no middleman, no front, need straight cash
Dirty dancin' with the flake, Kit-Kat
Sellin' moto, pits and boulders, all gas, no (Brake)
Runnin' up them bands, make a brick break dance
Runnin' up them bands, make a brick break dance