Amiri Christmas Lyrics

Ayo Cutoff, cook it up

Let that shit ride ADA

Fuck the opps, man these niggas ain't on shit

Niggas really thought I'm lackin bur they know I got my blick

Treat these niggas like they lighters cause shit get lit up like it's bic

I ain't gotta remind these niggas cause they know who they fucking with

Fuck the opps, man them niggas ain't on shit

Heard they fucking with that dawg, now they think they Michael Vick

I be smoking on that za, my brodie mix Perkys with his drink

Bitch we'll box a nigga up, bitch you don't wanna step up in this ring

Why every time these niggas spin, ain't no body's ever drop

I just found these niggas drop, tell bro hit up the spot

Don't shoot from a distance, make em run, bitch these opp niggas my sons

We got opp niggas in our lungs, I'm tired of putting these niggas in blunts

Everybody know I been trying to be cordial but that ain't me cause they know I'm a savage

Bitch come here, I could've been on but a nigga like me ain't kissing no asses

Bitch I move like John cause they ain't seen a nigga, they gon' need some glasses

For thinkin shit sweet, I'm the type to shock a nigga if I pussy want static

I ain't playing with nobody, let me find that lil drop

Then we gon' raise up the homis, bitch we don't say shit

We gon' fold a nigga up like origami

Man they know what the fuck I'm on, I stand on ten toes for my family

Before I go take out the lil pipe, I go and fight a nigga

But if he say he ain't on that time, this glock gon bite a nigga

You goofy if you think I'm lacking, if I don't got pipe then I'm gon' knife a nigga

None of these bitches gave me shit, fuck I look like being nice to niggas

Bitch I'm from over east, we from the trenches

Bitch you can't name a nigga block that we ain't slid yet

And we ain't taking niggas serious, these niggas dickheads

And we gon' act like we been here cause niggas been fed

Fuck the opps, man them niggas ain't on shit

Heard they fucking with that dog, now they think they Michael Vick

I be smoking on that za, my brodie mix perky's with his drink

Bitch we'll box a nigga up, bitch you don't wanna step up in this ring

Why every time these niggas spin, ain't no body's ever drop

I just found these niggas drop, bro hit up the spot

Don't shoot from a distance, make em run, bitch these opp niggas my sons

We got opp niggas in our lungs, I'm tired of putting these niggas in blunts

Fuck the opps, man these niggas ain't on shit

Niggas really thought I'm lacking, but they know I got my blick

Treat these niggas like they lighters, cause niggas lit up like it's bic

I ain't gotta remind these niggas cause they know who they fucking with

I ain't gotta remind these niggas