[Intro]
You n***as ass backwards out here n***a
You're wedding shouldn't cost more than your funeral n***a
Drei Ros, Rozzay, Gucci Mane... Euro Bricks Muthafucka

[Hook:Rick Ross]
Brick in my jeans, two bricks for the ring
Three bricks for the beamer, four ounce promethazine
Bitch I'm a dog, Bitch I'm a boss
All you hear is... when that chopper going off
(x2)

[Verse:Drei Ros]
Laid back and I'm in it AHHH, blaze that and get lifted AHHH
Bad bourgeoisie bitches in the back Maybach rose tippin' AHHH
I don't know what you took me for, I don't know what you looking for
VVS diamonds it's murder shining screaming "redrum" in a jewelry store
Made it out the belly of the beast without even a lil' bit of dirt on my Louie V fleece
You move on two but I'll move on three moulin rouge in a moulin suite
Roof top view, brick in my jeans, girls love beyonce that why she screams
"Say my name, say my name, say my name", while I hit it hit it from the back ahhh
Se la vi
We just know how to re up and react we don't know recline
Life has no reset money talks and I don't know how to read minds
I don't know how to relax mula keep boasted my ego amigo
Sippin' French vino in Reno, me and my clique oh you know we just keeping it simple

[Hook]

[Verse:Gucci Mane]
(Gucci) (Gucci)
Back to the old Gucci, beat it like you stole somethin'
I'm on the stove top whippin' up a whole somethin'
Still got my old gun and hundreds from my old runs
I'm kicking dope in the morning in my long john's
Thick beauty bitch I buy that bitch thick by the belly I had to get
My wrist cost me 20 bricks, my left wrist on some stupid shit
Your boyfriend on that groupie shit, Gucci Mane of some Frank Lucas shit
I made one brick turn in two bricks cause Imma remix it and bring lunatics
Say got bricks will take them shits, how many licks did your clique hit
Barbershop bricks I shave them bricks, all the clean bricks I save them shits
1017 we stump them bricks, import bricks and export bricks, I don't know a half of it
But you wanna hold on half of it ... (Gucci)
[Hook]

[Verse:Drei Ros]
Got that euro swag euro whip, nah nah nah pimp you don't know about that
Got a euro bitch euro brick , nah nah nah pimp you don't know about that
Nah baby girl it's Drei Ros mister I can afford to fuck a few days off
I heard the say life is bitch and the game is too then don't this look like a manage
This is for my greyhounds on the greyhound with a pound and few thou underneath the mattress
Fuck what they talk bout we made out pretty well they know the name across the atlas
Came from boxing the ave to get where Cassius somethin' like CLAY
Now we yelling Al Boomaye to the bank, big homie can I get an ad lib (ugh)
Gold all in my chain (ugh) Gold all in my fuck that shit
Chihuly hangin' with no frame, you break you buy baby don't touch that shit
Coast to coast they gonna over dose I go blow for blow I put on a show
I spit bricks dope to dope flow, I'm the European king now you now... Drei

[Hook]