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'

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 fuck with amateurs I drive spiders yea tarantulas My diamonds are immaculate I'm not on no romantic shit But I'm cookin' cocaine candle lit I'm so true your hoe can't handle it But damn that bitch can suck a dick Skeeted on her face and lip Guwop can't fuck no basic bitch 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 shit Ran off with a half a zip And now I got to slap a trick All these record labels broke as shit Ricky dicky [?] shit 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 hoy [?] 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 fuck with twelve though

Santa Claus tryna see a bag full of goodies I wish these [?] 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