Here's the plan bois, we gon be takin all they shit tonight
Hit a 100 houses man we gon be eating rich tonight
All them college savings man that shit be getting clipped tonight
And if Santa say shit, we gon also take his b**h tonight
F**k the 2fa all them niggas do is talk heavy
He keep vpn? Well you I keep my glock ready
All my shit for free.99, I never cop any
Just swipe and put ting between his eyes call that chopslaining
Imma take your shit then come back just to keep rapping atcha
419, this yahoo money mad, it ain't no laughing matter
Said that they was ready for us? Man they all some capping bastards
Finna leave em holy, drop they carcass on the tabernacle
I can be a feral ass n**a I might be zoan
Might got fluorescents on my wrist, that shit keep glowing
Fakes be chasing for my Pe$o's yeah, I see Trojans
Hear that? B**h I gotta keep mowing
I been on the list, check it twice, cuz I'm too nice
Sliding down the roof with a nine, under the moonlight
Flying round the world in one night, don't need two flights
Stacking up the loot to new heights, looking and you might
Find me with a handful of stockings, fresh out the panty raid
Going through your grandmamma sock drawer
I been up in the game, I'mma sophomore
If it ain't about the cash, why you think you should talk more
I'm juggin' at a walmart, but the money is offshore
What you actin so soft for
See if scamming was a tourney, guarantee I'm in top four
And they don't wanna see me in top form
If Ty Wild wait another year to make a song
I'm gonna go to Nova Scotia, take his drive, and drop for him
Y'all let this n**a rhyme high horse with lawnmower
But Christmas coming early for the niggas I shop for
These niggas really saying that we blood till a clot form
Familiar with a snake, I am not foreign
Demon with a knife kink brodie came with a cutta
Party kill the whole map squad came with columbus
Like a traveling chef he took the stain out the duffle
Long range in his face shoot like dame at the bubble
954 yeah this shit not a nickname
I'm in the whip with a blick and a switchblade
Pull up on you and i'm hoping out with a big K
Wetting up his section im equipped with a fish tank
Dog food kibbles and bits in a b**h face
I put my fist in his face untill I wrist ache
Jit was getting jumped over a b**h by the sixth grade
City really wilder than the street outside a knicks game
Tripping off the jiggas shawty throwing the molly up
We the real mob like made in italia
Im in Lauderhill with a chick named Talia
Say she wanna Christmas carol cause she sing when Im nogging up
Word to the lord birthday b**h, im heaven sent
Jackin' ssn's since snatching baddies on msn
Shoot like comets, turn em to dancers, dash wit they vixens
And red dot him like a death beam button, he getting pressed again
Just switched lil timmy's 3070 for a 710
Without using the chimney, but want smoke and it get graphic
My pack been hunting for bunnies, my dawgs get rabid
You say you in ya bag but i peeped and you just pretend rapping
Catch ham sandwich talking shit tryna make me a meme
He finna catch the toaster and get turnt to a bacon panini
Told ya girl it's cold outside now stayin' wit me
Beside the fireplace, i kinda think that she may be a genie
With the way im rubbing her up and she grant my wish dawg
All that shit talk now ya b**h gone and you pissed off
This got me feeling like im the grinch, all green on me dawg but i still rob ya
Sick cold world now they in coughin/coffin
B**h
Step up in the booth I'm really gifted like it's Christmas day
I was steady putting up my tree while yall were giving thanks
My b**h being pulled by reindeer how she f**g slay
Wow I really said that ain't no f**g way
Ha
I'm trap santa b**h
Really just like santa ain't a chimney but I squeeze through bricks
Really think im santa ask for presents b**h you f**g wish
Feel like Michael Myers at a window how im punching in
Wait
Halloween was a brick ago
Yo b**h kissing me and we ain't even under mistletoe
Old head, these kids do not like you, you be gifting clothes
I'm singing carols n**a you can't even whistle those
That's how ya b**h blow me
Talkin mad put green up on his head so ima call him Broly
He talk but he without his pops like he within a shonen
Run up in yo crib like im the Grinch you get yo Christmas stolen
Three h**s on me, imma jingle like I'm Chris cringle
F**k a different b**h every night but I'm still single
Christmas time snow up in my body, way my nose tingle
Get yo chips up lil N**a like you know… Pringle's
Bitches want me now but last year they was passing on me
Niggas want a feature from me now they was laughing on me
Niggas straight lying on my name why is you capping on me
I just put a comet on my wrist it look dashing on me
Feeling like I'm Santa hit and run the way I slay bitches
Y'all niggas little kids at Christmas time I won't play with ya
December 25th with a b**h I guess I'll stay with her
Mrs. Claus sucking on my nuts make a great picture
Pouring up that Christmas in my cup I got that red green
Sprite cranberry hi-tech I got that red lean
Yo b**h ain't met a real n**a till she met me
Rudolph on the glock I slay niggas with a red beam
