A CHRISTMAS CAROL

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 f*ck it up Bitch I got it all yeah If you wanna f*ck with me Bitch I got my bars yeah I ain't coming straight out of jail and bitch in bars yeah If you f*ck 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