Lyrics:
of this shit it is normal they cloak it as not the same (uh)
I been outside in the portal swear this shit is all a game (uh)
Why are you acting too serious
They ain’t pushing nothing I can tell by the
weight
I don’t even what these n**gas be talking about man
If I’ma go in the studio, I’m getting lit
&
Gudda to eat a few niggas back up
Murder Murder Steel Steel uh huuuh
Holla at ya dude
Call the coronor man the track
Has just been murded
Check me out
I,
one pickle
Fuck it, it's official, so blow the whistle, I got a trust issue
There's a bombshell, scud missile
Like I just cuss at you to fucking cuss
you're there to see
Matching just about all the way to your mascara
And we'll sit and we'll chat
As my heart skips a beat
And nothing here but a fathomed
'Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse
The stockings were hung by
The chimney with
'Twas the night before Christmas,
When all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring,
Not even a mouse!
The stockings all hung
By
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney
war that we can declare on ya
Like, "Hmmm, we can just control this whole area"
Overbearing clutch
Country run by billionaires'r'us
Evil predator
If the papers wasn't so thick, I probably roll the joint in the middle of 'em
Fool ain't know Spitta just inclined to go and get it
We all like
told why did I lie
Because I love you nothing I did nothing To harm you
Yeah I hustle, but I ran it up with you, So why you buggin
I said fuck you, not
nothing we should ever do
Just let the train pull away
Don't hang your head don't cry
Oh you should know me better by now
Cause after all we've been thru
I
somethin
Too aggressive by the way that u trip u ain't use to nothin
But u doin you and I'm doin me
You don't keep it real that ain't cool wit me
I just keep
Hello?
Aye what's up Babygirl
What you doing?
Yea?
Shit I'm in the booth
This next song about you
Ima call you when I'm done
Ight?
I love you
Just
Clothes different
You caint fit in my jeans
Giving thottie bi***es nothing
Buddha pockets
Just to hold up the breesh
Gimme neck aint no discussion
Tailing
the music
I cut a rug up all night long when I hear my favourite song
Nothing cuts me loose like the music
I said it cut me loose it just cut me loose
I can tell you feel a way, judging by ya mood
Yeen got nothing to say, you been on mute
You love me off them drugs, yeah
You got me asking is it
money
Shed is serious, getting lonely
Nothing funny
Can't trust any of the sides
They might just switch up on me
So i decide to just ride
And forget
strong
It’s nothing but a g thang
And I’m the new Snoop Dogg
Bad and bourgeois
I don’t like kinnies that’s bougie
You under the impression that I have
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney
And I'm not surprised by what was said
But it still hit me all the same
Just 'cause you see the storm
It doesn't mean you're ready for the rain
And I was
I ain't concerned
With the this and the that
All I know is I handle my business
Nothing ain't coming for free
You just gotta go work
And get up
of the whistle
Make all the stadiums rock
I can make tonight forever
Or I can make it disappear by the dawn
I can make you every promise that has ever been made
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