A CHRISTMAS CAROL Lyrics

Bitch wants me to get up every day like it's Christmas

Shower me in drugs

Hoe I'm fighting with my demons

Ride up on my dick like it's just a fucking slay bitch

I ain't with a cupid lil bitch I ain't to play with

I ain't gonna fuck it up

Bitch I got it all yeah

If you wanna fuck with me

Bitch I got my bars yeah

I ain't coming straight out of jail and bitch in bars yeah

If you fuck with me bitch I got it all hard yeah

I ain't got my glocks to pump your ass yeah

If you got my cash then I got it right back yeah

If she in my naughty list she reaching for the sac

First snowfall then she falls into the cracks

Giving out these facts like I'm working for the tax

Bitch your money gray

Bitch your money bike racks

Her skin soft like velvet

Skate on it no helmet

I ain't got the motherfucking Birkin bags yeah yeah

I got my bitch straight, from the workshop

Pussy like a fucking porkchop

Everyday is Christmas

Every day we shop

Smoking on hot kush

Yeah I got a cold cough

Dress up like the Grinch

Little bitch I ain't gon flinch

Put you in the clinch

Yeah you know that shit gon pinch

Stab you in the neck

Yeah you know my blade 4 inch

Rolling up my cash

Yeah you know that shit is thick

Rolling up my cash and I make it right back bitch

Used to give out racks like I'm fucking Santa

Used to go to the gym to fucking carry all these fucking presents

Bring the delivery

Used to smoking cookie to get that energy

If you wanna get with me, lil baby

Come get frisky under the mistletoe

Come in real close

I ain't gon miss you hoes

You wanna get a present

I ain't gon give you want

You is a dirty peasant

Smoking on that cookie to get my fucking visions

Embody that shit

Get it fucking going

I ain't gon miss you hoes