Lock Me Up

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

We breakin’ down them bales, man, we breakin’ down them bales

We weigh it on the scale, give a fuck we go to jail

Promise to the lord, dawg, we would never tell

Prolly end up in a cell right next door to Meech

[Hook: Gucci Mane]

Lock me up, lock me up, n**** throw away the key

Lock me up, lock me up, n**** throw away the key

Lock me up, lock me up, pussy throw away the key

If you take me to the Feds n**** lock me next to Meech

Lock me up, lock mе up, n**** throw away the key

Lock me up, lock mе up, n**** throw away the key

Lock me up, lock me up, pussy throw away the key

If you take me to the Feds n**** lock me next to Meech

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]

These days drama Gucci Mane so icy

Ya baby pull an OJ and let the Mac Breeze

Its a fact Gucci Man let his gat breathe

Those snitches gon’ snitch, but them gangstas gon’ squeeze

So Icy Entertainment, my soldiers at ease

Bouldercrest Records every things on me

I made a half a mill trappin’ in my trap house

I’m hard to lock up cause we chicken talk

Eighteen five boy you know its a drought

Second time buyers so I’m changin’ the route

Seventeen five boy you know its a drought

I stack for baby cause you know its a drought

Gucci

[Chorus]

We breakin’ down them  bales, man, we breakin’ down them bales

We weigh it on the scale, give a fuck we go to jail

Promise to the lord, dawg, we would never tell

Prolly end up in a cell right next door to Meech

We breakin’ down them bales, man, we breakin’ down them bales

We weigh it on the scale, give a fuck we go to jail

Promise to the lord, dawg, we would never tell

Prolly end up in a cell right next door to Meech

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]

Early in the mornin’ I’m standin’ in line

I’m muggin’ everybody cause I’m facin’ some time

Sometimes money can’t bond a n**** out

Jail house lawyers tryna stress a n**** out

I got so much money that I feel like Meech now

Any given time money keep a n**** trapped now

Bouldercrest bound, im pitchin’ out the mound

Gucci Man La Flare, me and Juice smoke out the pound

Bouldercrest bound, he pitchin’ out the mound

Me and Young Jizzle be smokin out the pizzle

Got a whole lotta cizzle thats a whole lotta cake

So Icy Entertainment all the [?] fake, pussy!

[Chorus]

We breakin’ down them bales, man, we breakin’ down them bales

We weigh it on the scale, give a fuck we go to jail

Promise to the lord, dawg, we would never tell

Prolly end up in a cell right next door to Meech

We breakin’ down them bales, man, we breakin’ down them bales

We weigh it on the scale, give a fuck we go to jail

Promise to the lord, dawg, we would never tell

Prolly end up in a cell right next door to Meech

[Verse 3]

Imma keep it real fam this was not a diss

End of the day Big Cat was just a bitch

It don’t make dollars if it don’t make sense

Them men can't rap and credit can’t pay rent

Mac Breeze in Gucci self defense

Before we had a deal n**** we was hood rich

Found out Jacob York [?] before the shit

[?] for the n****s locked up behind the fence

Gucci!

[Chorus]

We breakin’ down them bales, man, we breakin’ down them bales

We weigh it on the scale, give a fuck we go to jail

Promise to the lord, dawg, we would never tell

Prolly end up in a cell right next door to Meech

We breakin’ down them bales, man, we breakin’ down them bales

We weigh it on the scale, give a fuck we go to jail

Promise to the lord, dawg, we would never tell

Prolly end up in a cell right next door to Meech