St. Brick
[Intro]
An igloo full of snow man I’m iced out
House full of naked hoes snortin’ blow
Its so lonely at the top, plus its real cold
A house full of hoes and they kickin’ blow
I’m a zone six nigga and you know I’m pourin’
[Verse]
Middle of the winter I pull up in a vert
Its the middle of December she pulled up in her 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
I’m a neighborhood philanthropist
I’m sellin’ bells of cannabis
Preachin’ like and evangelist
But I don’t f**k with amateurs
I drive spiders yea tarantulas
My diamonds are immaculate
I’m not on no romantic sh*t
But I’m cookin’ cocaine candle lit
I’m so true your hoe can’t handle it
But damn that b**ch can suck a dick
Skeeted on her face and lip
Guwop can’t f**k no basic b**ch
The teacher teachin’ arithmetic
Show you how to whip a brick
Learn you how you run your clip
And told you how to kill your’s
My young girl she a freaky chick
But damn she on that sneaky sh*t
Ran off with a half a zip
And now I got to slap a trick
All these record labels broke as sh*t
Ricky dicky wreckin’ sh*t
I sell more milk 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 [?] I’m stompin’ in my shell toes
Christmas in ’96 I asked Santa for twelve goals
But now Guwop got gifts to give but I don’t f**k with twelve though
[Outro]
Santa Claus tryna see a bag full of goodies
I wish these faggot-ass cops would let a nigga live
I’m tryna come down the chimney with a 100 mil
I’m the Bricksquad boss I’m like Santa Claus
