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BOY YOU BLESSED (feat. Sushi Kardashian & Kuma)
by JJK FAM
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My grandma taught me Christmas ain't about presents, it's about Jesus
And ever since then I ain't never cared for Christmas season
Thanksgiving like way better dressing
Talking Gucci sweaters, selling yams, stacking cheese
Mac. tucked in my dungarees, chopper turn a pig to ham
Bacon in my green beans, cranberry colored coupe
Just got this bitch on lease
Hope you like eating lead, extended clip
I brought a feast, make a cracker, rest in peace
If he try to fuck with me
If he tryto fuck with me, nigga, there's gonna be trouble
I shoot shit, feel like Devin Booker inside the Bubble
Said life too short, fuck being humble
I'ma talk my shit till my whole fucking life crumble
My nigga, I know you waiting on it
My nigga, I know you praying on it
You better get all that hate out your soul
Nigga, don't be surprised when you got a stocking full of coal
Nigga, stocking full of coal, I had that since one years old
Around the same age that I probably lost my soul
Just might slay a hoe, depending how the wind blows
Like Siamese twins, these niggas 10'4 not,
Talking on no Christmas shit, we gifted with these sentences
They fuck with me and Kuma, yeah, they think that we polygamous
Glock with the dick, red sight, let's get intimate
Me and Kuma working harder than your local immigrant
Me and Kuma living large, yea on some lizzo shit
My grandma taught me Christmas ain't about presents, it's about Jesus
And ever since then I ain't never cared for Christmas season
Thanksgiving like way better dressing
Talking Gucci sweaters, selling yams, stacking cheese
Mac. tucked in my dungarees, chopper turn a pig to ham
Bacon in my green beans, cranberry colored coupe
Just got this bitch on lease
Hope you like eating lead, extended clip
I brought a feast, make a cracker, rest in peace
If he try to fuck with me
If he tryto fuck with me, nigga, there's gonna be trouble
I shoot shit, feel like Devin Booker inside the Bubble
Said life too short, fuck being humble
I'ma talk my shit till my whole fucking life crumble
My nigga, I know you waiting on it
My nigga, I know you praying on it
You better get all that hate out your soul
Nigga, don't be surprised when you got a stocking full of coal
Nigga, stocking full of coal, I had that since one years old
Around the same age that I probably lost my soul
Just might slay a hoe, depending how the wind blows
Like Siamese twins, these niggas 10'4 not,
Talking on no Christmas shit, we gifted with these sentences
They fuck with me and Kuma, yeah, they think that we polygamous
Glock with the dick, red sight, let's get intimate
Me and Kuma working harder than your local immigrant
Me and Kuma living large, yea on some lizzo shit
