The Return of East Atlanta Santa Album

Artist(s): Gucci Mane

Cover Art

Gucci Mane The Return of East Atlanta Santa Cover Art

Tracklist

St. Brick Intro

length: 2:26
producer: Zaytoven

A igloo full of snow and a white stove
House full of naked hoes snortin' blow
It's so lonely at the top, plus its real cold
A house full of hoes and they cookin' blow
I'm in Zone 6 a.k.a. the North Pole

Middle of the winter I pull up in a vert
It's the middle of December she pulled up in a skirt
Santa Claus of the hood
I pull up with the work
They call me East Atlanta Santa
Run up on me get murked
I'm just trappin' through the snow
Sellin' nine half a bricks in four ways
Over the hills we go
Got an extendo and an AK (gra, gra, gra)
I'm a neighborhood philanthropist
I'm sellin' bales of cannabis
Preachin' like an evangelist
But I don't **** with amateurs
I drive spiders, yeah, tarantulas
My diamonds are immaculate
I'm not on no romantic ****
But I'm cookin' cocaine, candle lit
I'm so trill, your hoe can't handle it
But damn, that ***** can suck a ****
Skeeted on her face and lip
Guwop can't **** no basic *****
The teacher teachin' arithmetic
Show you how to whip a brick
Learn you how you run your clique
And told you how to kill a snitch
My young girl she a freaky chick
But damn she on that sneaky ****
Ran off with a half a zip
And now I got to slap a trick
All these record labels broke as ****
Ricky Dinky record ****
I sell more meth than a Mexican
My dog food yea its excellent
I done started sellin' Christmas tree
I'm tryna jingle bells hoe
Its Christmas time its Hollis, Queens
I'm stompin' in my shell toes
Christmas time in '96
I asked Santa for twelve golds
But now Guwop got gifts to give
But I don't **** with twelve though

Santa Claus in the city, bag full of goodies
I wish these ******-*** cops would let a ***** live
I'm tryna come down the chimney with a 100 mil
I'm the Bricksquad boss I'm like Santa Claus

I Can’t

length: 3:29
producer: So Icey Boyz
Southside
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you

Let me just say this out the gate
I'm that ***** everybody love to hate
I'm the hustler every stripper wanna date
But I just wanna cut a check 'cause I can't wait
Most of these rappers groupies and I can't relate
Stay in line 'fore this chopper get you scraped
I got a problem, I'mma say it to your face
And **** your bottom, I'mma shoot you in your face

They want me to apologize, but I can't
You can talk about homicides, but I can't
You pillow-talking to these *****es, but I can't
You *****s snitchin' on your partners, but I can't
You let a ***** disrespect you, but I can't
You might get turned the other cheek, but I can't
You suckers rockin' fake jewelry, but I can't
I know they waitin' for me to fall, but I can't

Oh that's your girl? That's your world, I'm with her tonight
A rich ***** smilin' at you it's so pearly white
Mr. Burr, burr burr burr rockin' fur tonight
I'm Michael Kor's to the floor, call me sir tonight
Think what you wanna think, but you can't break a bank, fool
Can't let a ***** go, she know I keep her bank full
She wanna start a home with me, but I can't
She think that I'm her cup of tea, but I ain't
See, I'm the type to think her **** doesn't stink
The new ice cream has to pee without the tank
Fresh off the boat, but she's a freak and not a saint
A stowaway, so I'mma make her walk the plank

They want me to apologize, but I can't
You can talk about homicides, but I can't
You pillow-talking to these *****es, but I can't
You *****s snitchin' on your partners, but I can't
You let a ***** disrespect you, but I can't
You might get turned the other cheek, but I can't
You suckers rockin' fake jewelry, but I can't
I know they waitin' for me to fall, but I can't

I'm on that rich ***** ****, I drop some bread on that *****
All these stones, man you'd think Wilma and Fred in this *****
I done showed this ***** so much, that I got scared of this *****
She done seen so many mils I might go fed if she snitch
I need a mistress, the type to give me head 'til she sick
I told her, "please stop sucking on me", I was begging the *****
I was worth like half a million when I came in this ****
I'm a eight figure ***** now, I'm trained for this ****
Back to all these rocks on me, I look like Hov and Dame in this *****
My life's a documentary, I feel like Game in this ****
Some of my partners turned State I'm so ashamed of my clique
But I can't never be a snitch, I'm too attrained for this ****

They want me to apologize, but I can't
You can talk about homicides, but I can't
You pillow-talking to these *****es, but I can't
You *****s snitchin' on your partners, but I can't
You let a ***** disrespect you, but I can't
You might get turned the other cheek, but I can't
You suckers rockin' fake jewelry, but I can't
I know they waitin' for me to fall, but I can't

Walk on Water

length: 3:36
producer: Ricky Racks
It's the return, East Atlanta, Santa!

Off the wall, off the chain
Off the top, I'm off the leash
So many freaks coming by the spot
Had to move, I broke the lease
I'm a dog, street gorilla
Going ape ****, I'm a beast
You feeling froggish, ***** jump
Got the pump on me capiche
I'm complete, can't compete
***** ***** check my physique
I'm a freak, made 3 albums in 6 months
I'm so unique, I'm elite
I'm prestigious, got two hoes in the same regions
And all day all I dream about is sex
That's why I got on Yeezys
The Trap God but I love Jesus
Jesus Jesus Goodness gracious
All this sauce is getting contagious
Done in Vegas stays in Vegas
Punch another punch another
Break a brick down put it back together
Cash and dope go hand in hand
Hand you the yey, hand me the bags
It's Gucci!

I'm the Trap God and I walk on water
I'm the Trap God and I walk on water
I'm the Trap God and I walk on water
I'm the Trap God and I walk on water
Neck like water
Wrists like water
Earrings, fingers and they look like water
Just bought a house and it's right by water
I'm the Trap God and I walk on water

I'm the Trap God and I walk on water
I'm the Trap God and I walk on water
I'm the Trap God and I walk on water
I'm the Trap God and I walk on water
Neck like water
Wrists like water
Fingers, earrings man they look like water
Built me a house and it's right by water
I'm the Trap God and I walk on water

G-Gucci Mane I'm the water man
Make it rain, do the water dance
Water dripping like the faucet drip
Hit ten hoes on my Florida trip
Like 21 Savage I slaughter them
Thirty thousand dollars I ordered it
Like Dae Dae, I spend this ****
Like Lil Uzi Vert, I'm dripping it
You can walk on water too if have faith in me
I got high paid killers, you safe with me
Set me up on first date, don't wait on me
I'm a human highlight, first take with me
If you got a Dawn, who needs a Wraith
If you got a bank, who needs a safe
Buy the restaurant, who needs a chef
My game's too official, who needs a ref
When the Wopter call, don't hold your breathe
I came to ball, until nothing left
Balenciaga sneakers, baby watch your step
All you rappers broke, but I came to help
I'm Ric Flair, I came to take your belt
East Atlanta Santa, you just an elf
When I do it, I do it, I do it to death
All this haters can go to hell!

I'm the Trap God and I walk on water
I'm the Trap God and I walk on water
I'm the Trap God and I walk on water
I'm the Trap God and I walk on water
Neck like water
Wrists like water
Earrings, fingers and they look like water
Just bought a house and it's right by water
I'm the Trap God and I walk on water

I'm the Trap God and I walk on water
I'm the Trap God and I walk on water
I'm the Trap God and I walk on water
I'm the Trap God and I walk on water
Neck like water
Wrists like water
Fingers, earrings man they look like water
Built me a house and it's right by water
I'm the Trap God and I walk on water

Both

length: 3:10
producer: So Icey Boyz

[Intro: Southside & Future]
Southside
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I got so many felonies, I might can't never go to Canada
But Drake said he gon' pull some strings, so let me check my calendar
I just popped me one of them one what-you-call-its and it boosted my stamina
Now I'm fucking her on the banister, guess I just East Atlanta'd her
I'm in an all-red drop tarantula, fuck a Challenger
Damn these hoes ain't got no manners, bruh, where's the manager?
I keep throwing rubber bandies up, hoe, pull your panties up
Cause you fuck like a granny fuck, you're just an amateur
This Patek Philipe gon' make this crooked judge try throw the book at me
I look like half a million worth of heroin when she look at me
But you ain't gotta fuck with me, my nig, but you're stuck with me
But how you called the cops on me, my nig? You grew up with me

[Hook: Drake]
I don't usually do this unless I'm drunk or I'm high
But I'm both right now, got me talking about my life
I don't usually do this unless I'm drunk or I'm high
But I'm both right now
I don't usually do this unless I'm drunk or I'm high
But I'm both right now and I need ya in my life
I don't usually do this unless I'm drunk or I'm high
But I'm both right now

[Verse 2: Drake]
Yeah, I'm both
Yeah, I had a drink, yeah, I smoked
Yeah, you think I need you but I don't
Just left out Dubai with all my folk
Open water, my location is remote
Shout-out Yachty but this ain't a Lil Boat
This some shit I wrote about when I was broke
See, the power of the mind is not a joke
Man, I said that I would do it and I did
Used to get left-overs out the fridge
Nobody was famous where I lived
Till I got it jumping at the crib
Took a lot to be able to give, I mean

[Hook: Drake]
I don't usually do this unless I'm drunk or I'm high
But I'm both right now, got me talking about my life
I don't usually do this unless I'm drunk or I'm high
But I'm both right now
I don't usually do this unless I'm drunk or I'm high
But I'm both right now and I need ya in my life
I don't usually do this unless I'm drunk or I'm high
But I'm both right now

[Outro: Southside]
Southside

Stutter

length: 3:12
producer: Murda Beatz
co-producer: CuBeatz
I can't even lie, that ***** so bad, lil mama so thick
The way she throw it back it make you stutter when you hit

I'm just tryna fight it off, ain't tryna nut too quick
She make me wanna take her, she's another ***** *****
A ***** that Gucci Mane can't get, man that ***** don't exist
This **** so good, I take it from her, she might slit her wrist
Bling blaww burr, I put diamonds on her clit
****ed her in the air, yeah she ride me on the jet
His and her fur, yeah I bought my chick a fit
Like Edward Scissorhands, yeah she cut up on that ****
G-g-g-good God, so why she standing back like a pic?
Spaghetti straps in my Maybach, she showing off her ****
She ran off on the plug, so I'ma smash her at the Ritz
S-skeeted in her mouth so now she talkin' with a lisp

I can't even lie, that ***** so bad lil mama so thick
The way she throw it back it make you stutter when you hit
I can't even lie, that ***** so bad lil mama so thick
The way she throw it back it make you stutter when you hit

I told her bring a friend with her but she just brought some twins
It's three girls and one Gucci Mane goddamn I'm goin' in
All these Franklins on me man I said my name was Ben
Magic City Monday night, I just threw up a ten
***** with a attitude I feel like Cube and Ren
These two ice cubes in my ear they cost a quarter M
That ***** hairy scarin' me goddamn she need to trim
The way that ***** took care of me she might get her a Benz
She suck me til' it tickle me, slow down the neighbors listening
I got her like ten necklaces, you know my diamonds glistenin'
She ****ed me then she shot me with her friends
I think she trickin' me
Her ***** know about me but goddamn he can't get rid of me
She stutter step around, sweet in lingerie
I beat it up like MMA she drank it up like Alizé
Eight Latinos in my room I feel like it's the fifth of May
Pull up on the kid, you dig?
But ***** I ain't got time to play

I can't even lie, that ***** so bad lil mama so thick
The way she throw it back it make you stutter when you hit
I-I can't even lie, that ***** so bad lil mama so thick
The way she throw it back it make you stutter when you hit

Drove U Crazy

length: 3:10
producer: OZ

[Intro]
Huh, yeah, it's Gucci
Tiller! Brr! Brr brr!

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Pull up in a Lam', it'll drive you crazy
Had to cut her off cause the bitch too lazy
She wanna ride the wave, but my waves too wavy
And your car too slow, you need to drive Miss Daisy
Jumped out the feds like "Fuck You, pay me"
Got her foaming mouth like the bitch got rabies
Got me running out the spot like the spot got raided
'Cause I'm so much different then the nigga you dated
Smiling in the camera like, "Bitch, I made it"
Big Guwop got the whole club faded
Got a bitch so bad that my ex bitch hate it
Tell me how you feel when you see me skatin'
Nah, you don't call me baby
We ain't finna go to the mall Ms. Lady
When you leave me feelin'-n-n-n-n standing tall Ms. Lady
Like can you take it, take it, take it all Ms. Lady?
Never get a love like this
Never ever ever meet a thug like this
Never met a plug like this
Never seen a nigga in the club like this
Never hug like this
Never pour Ace of Spades in the tub like this
Never got drunk like this
Or beat from the back on the rug like this

[Hook: Bryson Tiller]
What?
Tell 'em how crazy I drove you
Talk about how crazy you drove me
Talk about them favors you owe me
Talk about them
Talk about them lies you told me
Talk about true colors you showed me
Talk about them, what?
Tell 'em how crazy I drove you
Talk about how crazy you drove me
Talk about them favors you owe me
Talk about them
Talk about them lies you told me
Talk about true colors you showed me
Talk about them

[Verse 2: Bryson Tiller]
Aye lil' mama say she fuck with me tough yeah
Aye lil' mama say she fuck with me tough yeah
Her ex-boyfriend's words cut deep
Aye, Young Tiller in the cut, yeah
Aye, Young Tiller goin' up, yeah
At your head with it upper cut, yeah
I'm still on the motherfuckin' come up
But y'all already know where I'm from, yeah
Straight from the 502 hey
Southside Dirty I crew hey
Now they wanna show my moves, hey
Every little thing that I do and say
My old bitch said she need closure
I just think she wanna get closer
I just think she want some exposure
Tell people how crazy I drove her
Tell people all the dreams I sold her
I'm sorry you cannot lean on my shoulder
I already got too many burdens
Most of them 'bout to give to my attorney
I got too many niggas in my face now
This ain't the time nor place now
This for my niggas that stay down
Fuck all you niggas that wanna hate now

[Hook: Bryson Tiller]
What?
Tell 'em how crazy I drove you
Talk about how crazy you drove me
Talk about them favors you owe me
Talk about them
Talk about them lies you told me
Talk about true colors you showed me
Talk about them, what?
Tell 'em how crazy I drove you
Talk about how crazy you drove me
Talk about them favors you owe me
Talk about them
Talk about them lies you told me
Talk about true colors you showed me
Talk about them

[Outro: Gucci Mane]
Gucci!

Crash

length: 3:04
producer: TM88
I let my pockets do the talkin'
I ain't got nothin' to say
And if that ***** ain't ***** poppin'
Get the **** out my face
And if you *****s ain't talkin 'bout profit
Then y'all *** in the way
Lil' *****
Talkin' loud when he know he a lame
Claimin' blood
Hell naw, boy you know you's a dud
Fiendin' cuz
Hell naw, boy we know you's a scrub
Where the love at?
Naw, man you gets no love
'Cause you's a lame!
How the **** you even get in the club?
I got insane young *****s and they trained to go
I point my fingers like a cross, and God send 'em to ya door
Man y'all *****s ain't no killas, man y'all *****s some hoes
Man y'all *****s ain't no dealers, man y'all *****s some js
I don't blame you, I blame yo daddy, it was how you was raised
Should take this Tom Ford belt and beat you with it like back in the day
They say that Gucci Mane you crazy and I say "I agree"
But they stole so much sauce that I heard they record and thought it was me
It's Gucci

Lil *****
(Crash, we can crash ***** I just wanna crash)
Lil *****
(Crash, we can crash *****, I just wanna crash)
Lil *****
(We can crash ***** I just wanna crash)
Lil *****
(We can crash ***** I just wanna crash)
Lil *****
(Crash, we can crash ***** I just wanna crash)
Lil *****
(Crash, we can crash *****, I just wanna crash)
Lil *****
(We can crash ***** I just wanna crash)
Lil *****
(Talkin' trash *****, but I just wanna crash)

Think you ahead of me *****?
What you said to me *****?
Talkin' **** on the internet, you scared of me *****?
I got 10 million put away, you can't belittle me *****
Lil *****, dig yo grave I'll bury yo *** with the figures
Lil *****
I'm the one you wanted to grow up to be
Lil *****
But you'll never ever, ever be me
Lil *****
Ask your ***** I bet she say I'm the truth
Matter of fact I'm day dreamin' about her right now in the booth
Ya lil *****
Wanna crash? We can crash on sight
200 rounds in my clip, we can blast all night
Lil *****
Speak softly and walk real light
I cut yo head off *****, you know that plugs don't fight
It's gucci

Lil *****
(Crash, we can crash ***** I just wanna crash)
Lil *****
(Crash, we can crash *****, I just wanna crash)
Lil *****
(We can crash ***** I just wanna crash)
Lil *****
(We can crash ***** I just wanna crash)
Lil *****
(Crash, we can crash *****, I just wanna crash)
Lil *****
(Crash, we can crash *****, I just crash)
Lil *****
(We can crash ***** I just wanna crash)
Lil *****
(Talkin' trash *****, but I just wanna crash)

Yet

length: 3:09
producer: Murda Beatz
co-producer: CuBeatz
My ***** ring cost 2 M&M's and I ain't been out a year yet
My wrist is sick, its terminally ill, it still ain't found a cure yet
You burning all your bridges ***** I'mma call you Bridgette
You acting like a ***** you mad 'cause you ain't made a hit yet
Someone come and stop GuWop ain't found a volunteer yet
This trap rap that influencing the world man Gucci pioneered it
I just vacuum sealed a couple mill, I know real *****s feel that
Gucci can't retire 'cause he ain't made a hundred mill yet
Keep on talkin' slick, I send my shooters where you live at
Pow pow pow, put that pistol where your grill at
Lil mama sucking it like she love me
I ain't even pay the bills yet
I was worth two hundred fifty thou, didn't even have a deal yet

She bringin' on the dickin' down, we ain't even done it yet
He bought it 'fore I whipped the **** man I ain't even spun it yet
Water in it, water whippin', it ain't even dry yet
Quarter flippin', in the kitchen, workin' with the Pyrex

She bringin' on the dickin' down, we ain't even done it yet
He bought it 'fore I whipped the **** man I ain't even spun it yet
Water in it, water whippin', it ain't even dry yet
Quarter flippin', in the kitchen, workin' with the Pyrex

They bring the money to me man, the work ain't even came yet
It's like they got umbrellas out and it ain't even rain yet
Grr, that dog food and she can't find no vein at
Grr, mob rules might tie you to a train track
You leasing that don't even got the title jack
She peepin' that, that's why she didn't invite you back
You got midget arms, you swing, I don't even fight you back
I'm a tiger you's a lame, I get no stripes for that
Drop me in the jungle where the lions at (Grr)
I come back with a lion jacket with the matching hat (Grr)
I call you Raphael 'cause you hang with a sewer rat
But I can't hang with no informer, I'm too hood for that

She bringin' on the dickin' down, we ain't even done it yet
He bought it 'fore I whip the **** man I ain't even spun it yet
Water in it, water whippin', it ain't even dry yet
Quarter flippin', in the kitchen, workin' with the Pyrex

She bringin' on the dickin' down, we ain't even done it yet
He bought it 'fore I whipped the **** man I ain't even spun it yet
Water in it, water whippin', it ain't even dry yet
Quarter flippin', in the kitchen, workin' with the Pyrex
Skrt

Yet, yet
Yet, yet

Nonchalant

length: 3:33
producer: Mike WiLL Made‐It and Marz
Now my watch so ****in' bright
It look like sunlight in the night
I **** on rappers, **** on athletes
Me and Floyd should book a fight
I'm a sight to see for sho so your hoe should book a flight
Versace frames so call me Forbes
I done ****ed every hoe I like
I'm so charming all these tinted chains
I didn't even wear a charm
She like Bentley bracelets what the **** is that **** on your arm
You didn't have to speak offensive 'cause my watch is so expensive women get so damn defensive
They love me like kids love Christmas
I'm young active and attractive
Nonchalant but I'm persistent
I can get any ***** I want
But I'm so **********in' picky
I'm a very picky person been like that since I was hurtin'
You can't tell me anything, ***** you gotta be for certain

In the strip club chillin' so nonchalant
In the strip club chillin' so nonchalant
In the strip club chillin'
In the strip club chillin'
In the strip club chillin' so nonchalant
In the strip club chillin' so nonchalant
In the strip club chillin' so nonchalant
In the strip club chillin'
In the strip club chillin'
In the strip club chillin' so nonchalant

I'm a fed target, on the red carpet
In a whip so new valet scared to park it
Not a average artist, an elaborate artist
My collabs turn locals to established artists
In the strip club chillin' so nonchalant
'Cause all these hoes bleed once a month (Huh)
I give a chick a couple hundred just to leave me alone
A little hush money so she don't ask me none
I still get love from the EA (Six)
But I got no love from the DA
I see the DJ run it back like a punt return
I guess I still get love from the DJs
But I got no love for you ****boys
Y'all still caught up in the he-say she-say
I send love to my *****s on lock down
A lot of them don't got no release date
The J's love it how I whip it 'til my wrist ache
***** say that she in love with my mixtapes
I told baby if you love me like you say that you do
Then you'll take these ten bricks to your ribcage
All the young *****s call me an OG
But I don't reminisce about the old days
I don't want nothin' old but a bankroll
I outgrew oldschools at a young age (Its Wop)

In the strip club chillin' so nonchalant
In the strip club chillin' so nonchalant
In the strip club chillin'
In the strip club chillin'
In the strip club chillin' so nonchalant
In the strip club chillin' so nonchalant
In the strip club chillin' so nonchalant
In the strip club chillin'
In the strip club chillin'
In the strip club chillin' so nonchalant

Last Time

length: 4:09
producer: Zaytoven
I love when my ***** get drunk 'cause she talk greasy to me
***** with an attitude, this **** gettin' easy to me
The last time I drunk some lean I was out of my mind
Tried gave me 20 years and that's a whole lotta time
A married woman divorce her husband to spend the weekend with me
He think it nasty when she squirt but that **** sexy to me
The last time I took some molly, took a gram and a half
*****s think they know 'bout Gucci but they don't know the half
See I'm an ex-X popper and online shopper
*****s thought I was a clone, they heard me speak proper
Convicted felon worth 10 million, I'm a well known robber
Like Shawty Lo I got 10 children, yeah, Lo my partner
Wop

Last time I took drugs I just took half of it (Hah)
'Cause last time I took pills I had to smash a ***** (Geek)
And last time I smoked gas I almost crashed a whip (Skrt)
Last time I took drugs I just took half of it (Half)
Last time I took drugs I just took half of it (Hah wow)
Last time I took drugs I just took half of it

Last time we took drugs you just took half of it (It's lit)
Stretchin' out my jeans just to make cash fit in (Yeah)
Wake up every morning to some *** and grits
Raw dog all my birds, I’m tryna have some chicks
Fi-fie-fie-fo (yeah) Zone 6 to the Mo
La Flame linked with La Flare, yeah, that's heat and snow
Goin' in all year, 300 plus days long (Straight up)
Makin' money all year, talking 52 weeks strong
Better back up, give me space (Yeah)
I'm with ice cream on the face
Goin' Pharrell Williams on the case (Oh my God)
Ohhhh, then we skate-skate-skate away
720 with the grind, landed, landed all fine

Last time I took drugs I just took half of it
'Cause last time I took pills I had to smash a *****
And last time I smoked gas I almost crashed a whip
Last time I took drugs I just took half of it
Last time I took drugs I just took half of it (Hah)
Last time I took drugs I just took half of it (Hah)

The last time I went to Onyx man I ordered a dub
Tried to leave with every big booty ***** in the club
I bought a Rolex and a Lambi' when I went to Miami
The last time I seen little mama she wasn't wearin' no panties
Last time I went to Vegas, spent 200k gamblin'
I'm just an east Atlanta ***** servin' junkies in Chamberlain
The last time I tricked out I brought 4 hoes to my place
They call me Gucci Mane Picasso 'cause I painted they face
Guwop

Last time I took drugs I just took half of it (Hah)
'Cause last time I took pills I had to smash a ***** (Geek)
And last time I smoked gas I almost crashed a whip (Skrt)
Last time I took drugs I just took half of it (Half)
Last time I took drugs I just took half of it (Hah wow)
Last time I took drugs I just took half of it

Burrr, Trav, blaow, it's Gucci
(Straight up)
Hah, burrr, wow, bling, burrr
(Yeah, oh my God!)

Bales

length: 3:41
producer: Bangladesh
co-producer: Trabeats

[Intro]
Yeah (yeah)
Woo (woo)
Can you hear me now?
Gucci, Wizop
Bangladesh

[Hook]
Guwop got dem bales
Guwop got dem bales
Guwop got dem bales
Guwop got dem bales
Gucci havin' bales
Gucci havin' bales
I heard Gucci havin' bales
They said Gucci havin' bales
Guwop got dem bales
Guwop got dem bales
Guwop got dem bales
I heard Guwop got dem bales
I heard Gucci had dem bales
Gucci havin' bales
Word is Gucci havin' bales
I heard Gucci havin' bales

[Verse 1]
A hundred bales on the floor
Let's have a marijuana war
Sellin' this gas, countin' this cash
Fuck, it's 12 at the door
So many plants in this bitch it look like I live on a farm
So many lamps in this bitch it look like I'm trying to build a bomb
Me and my shooter, back of the Uber
Pull up with Buddha, that's how we maneuver
If we don't know ya, then we can't serve ya
If you don't pay me, then we gonna shoot ya
Gucci got 500 bags of OG's and shit
Y'all niggas selling QP's and shit
Got Percs, Lorotabs, and PT's and shit
And a nigga so rich, he don't need this shit

[Hook]
Guwop got dem bales
Guwop got dem bales
Guwop got dem bales
Guwop got dem bales
Gucci havin' bales
Gucci havin' bales
I heard Gucci havin' bales
They said Gucci havin' bales
Guwop got dem bales
Guwop got dem bales
Guwop got dem bales
I heard Guwop got dem bales
I heard Gucci had dem bales
Gucci havin' bales
Word is Gucci havin' bales
I heard Gucci havin' bales

[Verse 2]
Call me anything, but don't call the cops on me
I fly private because I got the blocks on me
Check the trailer trunk, got a crop on me
I got a cartel kingpin watch on me
Sellin' more weed than dispensaries
Broke niggas don't make sense to me
So many mexicans bringing in the tree for me
I think Trump trying to build a fuckin' fence for me
Pink diamonds on my ring, stick my finger in her pussy
Big Guwop, I'm the bully of the bully
Got bales of the cookie, well connected with the [?]
Not the [?], not the [?], now you lookin' like a junkie
You an errand boy, I'm gonna treat you like a flunkie
And I ain't from [?], but I been gettin' money
You a small time nigga and you still gettin' fronted
I'm across the street nigga, send the weed cross country

[Hook]
Guwop got dem bales
Guwop got dem bales
Guwop got dem bales
Guwop got dem bales
Gucci havin' bales
Gucci havin' bales
I heard Gucci havin' bales
They said Gucci havin' bales
Guwop got dem bales
Guwop got dem bales
Guwop got dem bales
I heard Guwop got dem bales
I heard Gucci had dem bales
Gucci havin' bales
Word is Gucci havin' bales
I heard Gucci havin' bales

No Smoke

length: 3:49
producer: Honorable C.N.O.T.E.
co-producer: Noor Shabazz and Tony Trouble
Why you flexin' boy you don't want no smoke
Why you flexin' boy you don't want no smoke
Why you flexin' boy you don't want no smoke
Why you flexin' boy you don't want no smoke
Why you flexin' boy you don't want no smoke
Why you flexin' boy you don't want no smoke
Why you flexin' boy you don't want no smoke
Why you flexin' boy you don't want no smoke

You keep on posting these picture holding these straps but you a non smoker
***** you ain't no gun toter, ***** you ain't no real soldier
You ain't made your enemy had to buy his homeboy mama no black roses
Choppa knock ya whole head open
Now the young ***** head smokin'
***** stop that pump fakin' who the **** is you Tom Brady?
My young *****s dumb crazy, might snatch your old lady
You ain't caught no body *****, you ain't shot nobody *****
Doin' all that woofin', we know you shook, we ain't scared of nobody *****
Mac 90 with a telescope
Y'all thuggin' on Periscope
Man I thought you were supposed to sell the dope
Then why the **** is you filmin' it
Finger ****in' my F&H
Baby lets get intimate
Think like a gangster *****, dress like a gentleman

Why you flexin' boy you don't want no smoke
Why you flexin' boy you don't want no smoke
Why you flexin' boy you don't want no smoke
Why you flexin' boy you don't want no smoke
Why you flexin' boy you don't want no smoke
Why you flexin' boy you don't want no smoke
Why you flexin' boy you don't want no smoke
Why you flexin' boy you don't want no smoke

My shooters they don't pose for pictures
They ain't doin' no rappin' *****
You ain't hit no licks, you ain't sold no bricks
You ain't did no trappin' ***** (no)
These rappers so feminine
I'm hated by many men
But don't need no *****s to like me, ***** I'm a grown man
Let me give you a lesson, Guwop I'm Boulder Crestin'
You and all them non smokers go to the non smokin' section
We see them choppers blammin', **** all that instagrammin'
You think you was killin' Cam Newton the way that ***** scramblin'
Partna this yo life you gambling
'Bout to 'cause a stampede
***** 'bout to leave his hoe in the club tryna run away from me
Better have a plan B, you understand me
Gucci don'tbuy no ***** living
Don't care if you nine feet

Why you flexin' boy you don't want no smoke
Why you flexin' boy you don't want no smoke
Why you flexin' boy you don't want no smoke
Why you flexin' boy you don't want no smoke
Why you flexin' boy you don't want no smoke
Why you flexin' boy you don't want no smoke
Why you flexin' boy you don't want no smoke
Why you flexin' boy you don't want no smoke

Greatest Show on Earth

length: 2:38
producer: Mike WiLL Made‐It
I get you ****ers locked up for a quarter key
I told you ************s not to **** with me
Mike WiLL Made It

Gucci Mane, and I'm a one man band
Big papa, I got a brand new bag
Fresh out the feds, I got a brand new swag
I don't mean to brag, but let my mink coat drag
In Vegas they treat me like I'm Elvis Presley
She using her eyes to undress the sexy
Who wanna come down and be the next contestant?
The list get the chance to hang in Gucci's section
I walk in the spot like I own the venue
You might find your girlfriend on my private menu
But please don't leave 'cause I ain't tryin' to offend you
But don't blame me, she got her own agenda
Tie dye shirt on like we at Coachella
Let's make love and make these other hoes jealous
I might just jump in the crowd like I'm performing heavy metal
I'm one of a kind like this is extraordinary bezel

Shout out every word in my verse
I need you to scream with me 'til it hurt
'Cause this is the greatest show on earth
You witnessed the greatest show on earth (Gucci!)
I need you to sing with me 'til it hurt
And shout out every word in my verse
'Cause this is the greatest show on earth
You witnessed the greatest show on earth, ha

Verse number 2, so I'm jumping back in
Make her chew me up, like the Doublemint twins
Remember I was trappin' at the Bouldercrest Inn
Now I'm slidin' down the Crest in a drop top Benz
'Scuse me, I meant in a drop top 'R'
Neighborhood celebrity to the worldwide star
In some lowtop Giuseppes, and I'm steppin' on the bar
8 figure Gucci Mane, now that's a goddamn bar
Choreographer, I don't need it
Who needs stylist when you this freezy?
**** a interview, I talk greasy
You get a hired man, for what reason?
I'm a one man band, but give the drummer some
Mike WiLL, yeah, the Ear Drummers some
I'm a Black Beatle like Rae Srem' and them
And every weekend a half M&M

Shout out every word in my verse
I need you to scream with me 'til it hurt
'Cause this is the greatest show on earth
You witnessed the greatest show on earth
I need you to sing with me 'til it hurt
And shout out every word in my verse
'Cause this is the greatest show on earth
You witnessed the greatest show on earth