Gucci Mane – Bales lyrics

Album: The Return of East Atlanta Santa

[Intro]
Yeah (yeah)
Woo (woo)
Can you hear me now?
Gucci, Wizop
Bangladesh

[Hook]
Guwop got dem bales
Guwop got dem bales
Guwop got dem bales
Guwop got dem bales
Gucci havin' bales
Gucci havin' bales
I heard Gucci havin' bales
They said Gucci havin' bales
Guwop got dem bales
Guwop got dem bales
Guwop got dem bales
I heard Guwop got dem bales
I heard Gucci had dem bales
Gucci havin' bales
Word is Gucci havin' bales
I heard Gucci havin' bales

[Verse 1]
A hundred bales on the floor
Let's have a marijuana war
Sellin' this gas, countin' this cash
Fuck, it's 12 at the door
So many plants in this bitch it look like I live on a farm
So many lamps in this bitch it look like I'm trying to build a bomb
Me and my shooter, back of the Uber
Pull up with Buddha, that's how we maneuver
If we don't know ya, then we can't serve ya
If you don't pay me, then we gonna shoot ya
Gucci got 500 bags of OG's and shit
Y'all niggas selling QP's and shit
Got Percs, Lortabs, and PT's and shit
And a nigga so rich, he don't need this shit

[Verse 2]
Call me anything, but don't call the cops on me
I fly private because I got the blocks on me
Check the trailer trunk, got a crop on me
I got a cartel kingpin watch on me
Sellin' more weed than dispensaries
Broke niggas don't make sense to me
So many mexicans bringing in the tree for me
I think Trump trying to build a fuckin' fence for me
Pink diamonds on my ring, stick my finger in her pussy
Big Guwop, I'm the bully of the bully
Got bales of the cookie, well connected with the [?]
Not the [?], not the [?], now you lookin' like a junkie
You an errand boy, I'm gonna treat you like a flunkie
And I ain't from Ben Hill, but I been gettin' money
You a small time nigga and you still gettin' fronted
I'm across the street nigga, send the weed cross country

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