What i want for Christmas

Merry Christmas to me and me Yeah, I'm on demon time All I want for Christmas is to roll this backwood We gon' put an eighth in it, yeah, I call it Fatwood I ain't doin' all that dissin', I like gettin' to that bag Yeah, my lungs be scared of me, cause I be really rollin fat Met this bitch a couple minutes ago, now she throwin' ass I be throwin' bills, when she twerk, she make it go berserk Yeah, I love my bitch, how you tell, I f*ck her off a perc Gave the bitch dick, 9 to 12, like I'm just at work She love me when I slide it in, stroke it slow, I do what I do I do anything I want, my bitch be lovin' how I move She would kill for me, give her my gun, she gon' hop out, shoot Posted up in Cali, mostly exotic, we ain't doin' boof Yeah, we ain't never smokin' Reggie I be trappin' young, sellin' cakes, I'm feelin' like a cook I'm also moving x, but I ain't depressed, I just like the rest Yeah, I got that flower, pure as hell, turn you to a mess I can get whatever you want, if the price is right I'm like Santa Claus, got new sticks for your Christmas night Remake the molly, I'ma change the shape, turn it to a candle Shit be way too hard, single tab, I don't know, can you handle Yeah, I be movin' different, cause I'm really special I know one day when I get that money, slidin in a Phantom Don't be dissin' on my name, put you on my roof with stars I be ridin' in my car with a 38 Special Put one straight up in his head, pop him like a melon I got hitters, Indiana, they some wanted felons Wanna have what I got, you better come and get it I got 50 pointers dancin' like they fuckin' manic Love my ARP, it aint a semi, it's a automatic I be trappin' state to state, flyin' in and out of Boston Showin' love to everybody, I don't even bias I done gave a homeless person money, told them buy some liquor Tell them f*ck them bitches with a condom on Don't be lackin' bout that f*ck around, catch some You don't wanna STD, you don't wanna catch disease You don't wanna cry to me, you don't wanna pay a fee Glee, glee Ayy, it's finna be a good Christmas, man We gon' be smokin' loud, rollin' fat All I want for Christmas is to roll this backwood We gon' put an eighth in it, yeah, I call it Fatwood I ain't doin' all that dissin', I like gettin' to that bag Yeah, my lungs be scared of me, cause I be really rollin' fat Met this bitch a couple minutes ago, now she throwin' ass I be throwin' bills, when she twerk, she make it go berserk Yeah, I love my bitch, how you tell, I f*ck her off a perc Gave the bitch dick, nine to twelve, like I'm just at work She love me when I slide it in, stroke it slow, I do what I do I do anything, I want my bitch be lovin' how I move She will kill for me, give her my gun, she gon' hop out, shoot Posted up in Cali, mostly exotic, we ain't doin' boof