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boys live
A nick for Abraham Lincoln give me a high five
Niggas with no storage gon flip the channel man
I got them green and them orange Alexander

Shooting rapids in Montreal
With John Wayne and Marilyn Monroe!
Pilgrim hiking the south of Spain
Sippin' tea on a downtown train
Climbed Everest in the nick

midair
Gold badge on acrobat(Oh he nice)
Mique with the iso game styled by Harden(Step back)
Frank a mack truck
Get out the way if he charge in(Move)
Marc

Enough is enough
Listen
Yeah
Tear us down one by one
Nigga never that
Killing all our soldiers, we just frustrated voters
Bebe kid's mindset we ain't

like lemme just break
Pause 'cause the life nonstop like Drake
Wait, na flip that switch
Flow real sick new nick COVID
With the mic man I'm tryna cut

the nick of time
Listen

We were wild in the open air
Turning to somewhere
It's an emotion, it's quite an emotional ride
Emotions that we hide inside

I'll

lays down the rhyme
Playing the rhythm always on time
Coop cat strums note by note
He plays the guitar just like a goat
Drum beats beatdown, lay it down

it up with some goggles and underpants
They really chose this chump over Adventure Time? That's it
"Who's firmly grasping the mic?" This is Patrick.

kiss
Check the surroundings
Snake bitches might hiss
Seen too many niggas set up by a bitch
Closest niggas gettin' to me is a diss
Is a diss
(Is a diss)

standing
The truth hurts, look how they fired off Nick Cannon
Reason why it’s hard to get a job at the retail
Prolly saw the name and never looked

ain’t the same
I Wonder if St. Nick gets lonely like I do
When he’s away
But I promise, by the morning
I’ll be your biggest surprise
From the moment you

hell, and got it hard
And yet kills it
Every time their name is on the card
You see I know where I came from
And who I am though
Because I miss both
More

your honor got to keep this man from becoming a myth
Please tell Saint Nick to plead the fifth

Who calls the cops on Santa Claus
Please don't put

makin a mess and
We knew milk and cookies would be a success
And the stockings are set by the chimney with care
Saint Nicholas gifted us unaware were we

Ima hit the lotto for my grandma
Cause I'm always living out my kinfolk's dreams
I don't truly understand what it means
It must be written by

Letter Gang (A lot to say)
A lot to say (Letter Gang)
I really be having a hard time hearing shit like
The weed really be that loud
(Aye Aye)
A lot

the snorting
She see I flex the chicken by the quarter don't link at the border
I'm plugged wit informers
Knowing the next time you pick up yo order
Smoke got

Dear Santa, I think you're full of it
And I don't believe that you exist
Because I think sometime, 2 years before
You passed me by, though I was

Uh
I ain't talk my shit ina minute (Nah)
But i'm sick of hearing other mothafuckas (Facts)
Time to put that shit on mute (Facts)
Listen (Yea, yea

Santa Forever ever and ever
He’ll live on and on
He’ll never be gone
Santa’s alive in everyone
 
There’s a time and place each year
When Santa

My lord come get 
Cause I've been living filthy 
And inside my soul I know the streets gone get me 
Time running out 
If my nighas dont feel

the colors showing while im down
So don’t ask me why im acting like don’t want niggas round
I been thru the storm with Nick, I went thru it with Trey Pound

when I'm callin' em
I had to drip on a bitch fuck all of em
Hatin' on YFG who stoppin' em?
Smoke em like a wood you saw me choppin' em
Or I pull up by

time I do it
Watch a documentary I can't get through it
Shit too boring, I start yawing
Zzz, now I'm snoring
I don't give a fuck about the colonies
I