Lyrics:
Deck the halls with boughs of holly
Fa la la la la la la la
La
It's that time of year of joy
All the girls and boys garner new toys
This time when I
Machine Gun Kelly is as self-effacing as he
Is talented known also
By his real name Colson
Baker, MGK effortlessly defies
Easy categorization from
and storm and shower
Lawd a mercy
Dem gonna die this hour
Well!
A suicide or murder
Dem diss Junglist wit dem ya big long gun ya
Plus Tivoli man dem
waxed by body she let me crash
She knew her loving was def, she didn't waste time to ask
[Hook]
Up the next morning, feeling good as hell
Sleeping
of lady that I like
The type of girls that I want by
The type of girls that ride with me
The type of girl that never lies
From a long time ago
Long time
'n' pick up an ounce, but hold up, I gotta pee
Time to flee the scene, on this shopping spree, got that alien OG
Maybe stop at Chipotle get a bowl
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
We in this together son your beef is mines
So long as the sun shines to light up the sky
We in this together son
off the Hen, I was smokin', I got too high
Damn, time flies by
It's like I knew your whole lifetime, my nigga
We accomplished so much shit
We
(What-what y'all niggas know?)
Then the guns come out (Then the guns come out)
I do this all the time, stuck with a little shine
Walk with a little nine,
(What-what y'all niggas know?)
Then the guns come out (Then the guns come out)
I do this all the time, stuck with a little shine
Walk with a little nine,
does
If your gun ain't loaded you ain't fucking with us
Who I Be a simple question with a long explanation
explanation well my friend that’s
And kotch 12 o'clock middle day and beat it (pain mi heart)
But you know when cell block rise it
We rise it any rassclaat time a di day and buss it (long
back, the gun fever!
Every time your read the Queen or Star
Man shot dead or lookin' at war
It's the fever, the gun fever!
The simplest thing is
time was gone
It was too late to do a thing
Cos I got beaten beaten beaten beaten, beaten by the gun (Gun)
Cos I got beaten beaten beaten beaten,
bring your all and get these ones niggas
Never rat, never fold, niggas approach you bust your gun nigga
I know I bring you pain same time bring you
Blast together
Long as it's near
We gon' shine
Long as it's near
We on time
Long as you fear
We gone
What you take me as
Guns gonna blast together
-di-da-di-da-di-do
La-da-di-do, la-di-da-di-da-di-do, now we 'bout to break the bank
My time to show out, finally the illest Crip
And I guarantee, I spit harder than concrete
pants doing my hammer dance
In these LA times, I wake up on one
House slippers and coffee, I know the paper gon' come
I drop shit that make
You came to get money man?
That shit been long gone, come on
Have much to do with nigga since Nicolas Bond
Poppin' and choppin' until the day that
They been wishin' many things
They think I dead, aye
They think I dead, aye
They think I dead, aye
I've been gone for a long time
They think I dead
as hell
In my mind I can see it comin'
And all the time it's a plot to keep a nigga runnin'
By keepin' gun and never run unless I'm comin' at ya
Cry
of the dead
Lover, when you feel that fire
Think of it as my desire
Think of it as my desire for you!
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
you cornered and there aint no where to run to
Surrounded by guerrillas you just prey up in the jungle
I know you feel that heat
Ain't summer time but
is in my soul, and so are you
Love won, I give you my gun
I'm riding with you baby, in it for the long run
Love won, I give you my gun
I'm living
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