[Intro]
Uh, uh, uh, uh

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign, with Keyshia Cole]
You already know what we do (What we do)
Hit the Westside and bring your crew (Ooh yeah)
Just bick it (Ooh yeah)
Just bick it (Ooh yeah)
Take off your shoes and relax your feet (Oh)
Party goin' up in the BPT, let's brick it
Just bick it
Just bick it

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Just me and my mothafuckin' homies
Smokin' weed, shooting dice, sippin' forties
And we don't fuck with snitches or police
Fuck the one time unless it's on my Rollie

[Refrain: Ty Dolla $ign]
Ooh, ooh
Ah-ah
Summertime in the BPT

[Verse 2: Keyshia Cole]
You know I'm comin' straight up out of Oakland
Eastside is where I be
Yeah, when I pull up to the club, they keep it open
Eight-four-hunnid and you know it
It's a black Mona Lisa, slidin' like a Visa
Ridin' through the town, smoke a Keyshia, please
Queen like Latifa, Buscemi on the sneakers
The homie Game hit me, so I had to do the feature
Gotta be proud of the Devil, don't like when I'm poppin' these
Tags on these bags and stack a Birkin, yeah, it's some robberies
And you ain't gotta be, you ain't got a lot of me
Yeah, it's a banknote, you ain't get to sign the lease
I ain't got no time for no wham, bam, thank you, ma'am
Gas me up or get me drunk, hit the skizz or scran
You gotta do a lot more and that's just how it be
It's Keyshia Cole and you just ain't runnin' up on me, n***a
[Refrain: Ty Dolla $ign & Keyshia Cole]
Ooh, ooh
Ah-ah
Summertime in these Oakland streets, yeah

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign, with Keyshia Cole]
You already know what we do (What we do)
Hit the Westside and bring your crew (Ooh yeah)
Just bick it (Ooh yeah)
Just bick it (Ooh yeah)
Take off your shoes and relax your feet (Oh)
Party goin' up in the BPT, let's brick it
Just bick it
Just bick it