21 Savage - East Atlanta Day Ft Gucci Mane Zaytoven Lyrics

East Atlanta Day

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
East Atlanta Day
We don’t f*** with 12, ni***
East Atlanta Day
Nigga, East Atlanta Day

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I just pulled up in a Lambo on East Atlanta Day
Drop top don, ni***, East Atlanta Day
I got all my jewelry on, ni***, East Atlanta Day
It’s a trap holiday, ni***, East Atlanta Day

30’s on the truck, ni***, East Atlanta Day
I’ma make them put it up, ni***, East Atlanta Day
Nigga, we don’t give a f***, ni***, East Atlanta Day
Where ya from? Throw it up, ni***, 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 shit
It’s Zaytoven and C-Note and Big Gucci in this bitch
Nigga put his hands on me I’m goin’ stupid in this bitch

Eight-figure Gucci and I’m lookin’ like the shit
I got so much cash right now, don’t know what to with all this shit
Yo girlfriend lookin’ at me like a groupie in this bitch
So I’m boutta shoot my shot, I feel like Cupid in this bitch

This for Edgewood, this for Kirkwood, I brought Glenwood in this bitch
Got me feeling like a young ni***, might pull up with the stick
Two hundred thousand dollar watch, I look just like a lick
And the way lil’ mama switchin’ 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***, East Atlanta Day
I got all my jewelry on, ni***, East Atlanta Day (Brr!)
It’s a trap holiday, ni***, East Atlanta Day

Drop top Chevelle, ni***, East Atlanta Day
I’ma give them hell, ni***, East Atlanta Day
We don’t f*** with 12, ni***, East Atlanta Day
Nigga, East Atlanta Day, ni***, East Atlanta Day

[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
21 and PDE, that’s the East Atlanta gang, (Gang)
I shot a lot of niggas with this East Atlanta ‘K (21)
I robbed a lot of niggas in North Atlanta for their yay, (Facts)
They didn’t get no skraightening, but they feel some type of way

Drop down, broad day, niggas that Zone 6 shit, (Yeah)
We ain’t shoot nothin’ but them sticks, (Yeah)
Hit his car so many times, it did a backflip (Yeah)
I ain’t got nun for a bitch, but a fat dick (21)

Leave a ni*** with a fat lip, yeah, chains on me blingin’ ho
Fuc*** yo baby momma, yo kid’s Pampers need some changing ho (21)
All I hang around is drug dealers, killas, bangin’ ho (21)
We run East Atlanta, dare you think we don’t come skraightenin’ ho

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I just pulled up in a Lambo on East Atlanta Day
Drop top don, ni***, East Atlanta Day
I got all my jewelry on, ni***, East Atlanta Day (Brr!)
It’s a trap holiday, ni***, East Atlanta Day

30’s on the truck, ni***, East Atlanta Day
I’ma make them put it up, ni***, East Atlanta Day
Nigga, we don’t give a f***, ni***, East Atlanta Day
Where ya from? Throw it up, ni***, East Atlanta Day

Drop top Chevelle, ni***, East Atlanta Day
I’ma give them hell, ni***, East Atlanta Day
We don’t f*** with 12, ni***, East Atlanta Day
Nigga, East Atlanta Day, ni***, East Atlanta Day