St. Brick Intro

An igloo full of snow man I'm iced out

House full of naked hoes snortin' blow

It's so lonely at the top, plus it's real cold

A house full of hoes and they kickin' blow

I'm a zone six nigga aka north pole

Middle of the winter I pull up in a vert

It's 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

'Cause wop 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 yours

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

Rinky dinky record shit

I sell more meth than a Mexican

My dog food yea it's excellent

I done started sellin' Christmas tree I'm tryna jingle bells hoe

It's Christmas time it's holis queens 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 crooked 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