Jingle Bales Intro

Woah

East Atlanta Santa

Jumping out the Phantom

Jingle bales

Bales on the scale

Fishscale same color eggs (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt!)

Tryna duck the feds

Just bust a **** head

'Cause this **** tried to play with my bread (Huh? Pussy)

Jingle bales (Jingle)

Motherfuck 12 (12)

I'ma drop a bag on your head (Wack 'em, kill 'em)

The neighbors won't tell

And we left no shells

It's a dead man asleep in your bed

Jingle, jingle

I'm Kris Kringle

Tryna stack my chips up tall like Pringles

The work came darker, the price got cheaper

Coke like Christmas and pints like Easter

Wrestling with the work

Get in the kitchen like Bautista

Shake the pot, shake the pot

Shake it like a seizure

Charge your boy the super high

Sell it 'fore it's even dry

Gucci the executive

But I don't wear a suit and tie

Drip super fly, I'm too rich for even Uber rides

Can't even go outside

Everywhere I'm recognized

Gucci Mane a model now

They need me to advertise

Pull up in an Avatar

Hybrid with some stupid ice

She stalking me, she jocking me

She watch me like a private eye

Mob guy, wise guy

Your boyfriend a small fry

Drop top, winter time

'Cause I can't be the fall guy (Brr!)

Ball until you fall out

I just tried buy the mall out

Jingle bales

Bales on the scale

Fishscale same color eggs (Skrrt, skrrt)

Tryna duck the feds

Just bust a **** head

'Cause this **** tried to play with my bread

Jingle bales (Jingle)

Motherfuck 12 (Fuck 'em)

I'ma drop a bag on your head (Yeah, yeah)

The neighbors won't tell

And we left no shells

It's a dead man asleep in your bed