(Intro – Gucci Mane)
East Atlanta Day
We don’t f**k with 12, ni**a
East Atlanta Day
Ni**a, East Atlanta Day
(Chorus – Gucci Mane)
I just pulled up in a Lambo on East Atlanta Day
Drop top don, ni**a, East Atlanta Day
I got all my jewelry on, ni**a, East Atlanta Day
It’s a trap holiday, ni**a, East Atlanta Day
30’s on the truck, ni**a, East Atlanta Day
I’ma make them put it up, ni**a, East Atlanta Day
Ni**a we don’t give a f**k, ni**a, East Atlanta Day
Where ya from? Throw it up, ni**a, East Atlanta Day
(Verse 1 – Gucci Mane)
Walking through my hood, looking like a hundred bricks
I got all this ice on me, shouldn’t even brought out all this s**t
It’s Zaytoven and C-Note and Big Gucci in this bi**h
Ni**a put his hands on me I’m going stupid in this bi**h
Eight figure Gucci and I’m looking like the s**t
I got so much cash right now, don’t know what to with all this s**t
Yo girlfriend looking at me like a groupie in this bi**h
So I’m boutta shoot my shot, I feel like Cupid in this bi**h
This for Edgewood, this for Kirkwood, I brought Glenwood in this bi**h
Got me feeling like a young ni**a, might pull up with the stick
Two hundred thousand dollar watch, I look just like a lick
And the way lil mama switching you can tell she from the 6
(Chorus – Gucci Mane)
I just pulled up in a Lambo on East Atlanta Day
Drop top don, ni**a, East Atlanta Day
I got all my jewelry on, ni**a, East Atlanta Day Brr!
It’s a trap holiday, ni**a, East Atlanta Day
Drop top Chevelle, ni**a, East Atlanta Day
I’ma give them hell, ni**a, East Atlanta Day
We don’t f**k with 12, ni**a, East Atlanta Day
Ni**a, East Atlanta Day, ni**a, East Atlanta Day
(Verse 2 – 21 Savage)
21 and PDE, that’s the East Atlanta gang, Gang
I shot a lot of ni**as with this East Atlanta K, 21
I robbed a lot of ni**as in North Atlanta for their yay, Facts
They didn’t get no skraightening, but they feel some type of way
Drop down, broad day, ni**as that on some s**t, Yeah
We ain’t shoot nothing but them sticks, Yeah
Hit his car so many times, it did a backflip, Yeah
I ain’t got no f**k bi**h, but a fat d**k, 21
Leave a ni**a with a fat lip, yeah
Chains on me blinging ho
F**ked yo baby momma, yo kid’s Pampers need some changing ho, 21
All I hang around is drug dealers, killas, banging ho, 21
We run East Atlanta, dare you think we don’t come skraightening ho
(Chorus – Gucci Mane)
I just pulled up in a Lambo on East Atlanta Day
Drop top don, ni**a, East Atlanta Day
I got all my jewelry on, ni**a, East Atlanta Day, Brr!
It’s a trap holiday, ni**a, East Atlanta Day
30’s on the truck, ni**a, East Atlanta Day
I’ma make them put it up, ni**a, East Atlanta Day
Ni**a we don’t give a f**k, ni**a, East Atlanta Day
Where ya from? Throw it up, ni**a, East Atlanta Day
Drop top Chevelle, ni**a, East Atlanta Day
I’ma give them hell, ni**a, East Atlanta Day
We don’t f**k with 12, ni**a, East Atlanta Day
Ni**a, East Atlanta Day, ni**a, East Atlanta Day
