[Intro: Gucci Mane]
East Atlanta Day
We don't fuck with 12, n***a
East Atlanta Day
N***a, East Atlanta Day

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I just pulled up in a Lambo on East Atlanta Day
Drop top don, n***a, East Atlanta Day
I got all my jewelry on, n***a, East Atlanta Day
It's a trap holiday, n***a, East Atlanta Day
30s on the truck, n***a, East Atlanta Day
I'ma make them put it up, n***a, East Atlanta Day
N***a, we don't give a fuck, n***a, East Atlanta Day
Where ya from? Throw it up, n***a, East Atlanta Day

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Walkin' through my hood, lookin' 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
N***a 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 'bouta 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 n***a, 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, n***a, East Atlanta Day
I got all my jewelry on, n***a, East Atlanta Day (Brr!)
It's a trap holiday, n***a, East Atlanta Day
Drop top Chevelle, n***a, East Atlanta Day
I'ma give them hell, n***a, East Atlanta Day
We don't fuck with 12, n***a, East Atlanta Day
N***a, East Atlanta Day, n***a, East Atlanta Day

[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
21 and PDE, that's the East Atlanta gang, (Gang)
I shot a lot of n***as with this East Atlanta 'K (21)
I robbed a lot of n***as in North Atlanta for their yay (Facts)
They didn't get no skraightenin', but they feel some type of way
Drop down, broad day, n***as 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 n***a with a fat lip, yeah, chains on me blingin' ho
Fucked yo baby momma, yo kid's Pampers need some changin' 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, n***a, East Atlanta Day
I got all my jewelry on, n***a, East Atlanta Day (Brr!)
It's a trap holiday, n***a, East Atlanta Day
30s on the truck, n***a, East Atlanta Day
I'ma make them put it up, n***a, East Atlanta Day
N***a, we don't give a fuck, n***a, East Atlanta Day
Where ya from? Throw it up, n***a, East Atlanta Day
Drop top Chevelle, n***a, East Atlanta Day
I'ma give them hell, n***a, East Atlanta Day
We don't fuck with 12, n***a, East Atlanta Day
N***a, East Atlanta Day, n***a, East Atlanta Day