yeat - christmas lyrics
[chorus]
racks up, let’s go
(i love you daddy)
might need this lambo truck (swerve)
yeah, fill my cup, i’m in love with drugs
back then they was a christmas tree, lil b+tch i feel like christmas
talked to aliens, and they come for that boy, he can’t miss
driving to the plug, like i’m walking outside for christmas (needy)
this a high song, if you sober you can’t listen (shut up)
just like my pants up, vetements jeans gotta find out what i’m missing (nothing)
definitely don’t hang with no p+ssies, definitely gon’ hang with my twizzy’s
yeah, big money, small money, tall money, long money (ahh!)
[verse]
and the wild thing is that, you ain’t getting nun’ from me
walked up in chanel then bought my shoes and my vest from it
i twizzy’d down the road, and now that boy think bout his riches
i remеmber i was broke like i was a b+tch, but that sh+t was a whilе there back
filled up on lean instead (let’s go)
how the f+ck are these broke ass, dumb ass b+tches still in my head (how?)
i gotta get these lil’ broke ass kids out my picture, and they driving with lead
twizzy done smoked em like a swisher, now that boy ended up dead
i don’t wanna talk about that sh+t you tell me, cause all that sh+t too fed (federal)
i was really posted up in that lil’ c8, in the ‘vette (yeah, swerve)
yeah, i can’t see hate, cause this oxy in my head
yeah how the f+ck could i live straight, they wanted me dead (trust me)
they ain’t give no sh+ts, they left me for dead (yeah)
i guess whatever can i expect when i leave everyone on read
but i guess what can i expect if i wasn’t sliding with no tec, yeah like it’s christmas
[chorus]
racks up, let’s go
(i love you daddy)
might need this lambo truck (swerve)
yeah, fill my cup, i’m in love with drugs
back they was a christmas tree, lil b+tch i feel like christmas
talked to aliens, and they come for that boy, he can’t miss
driving to the plug, like i’m walking outside for christmas (needy)
this a high song, if you sober you can’t listen (shut up)
just like my pants up, vetements jeans gotta find out what i’m missing
definitely don’t hang with no p+ssies, definitely gon’ hang with my twizzy’s
(yeah, big money, small money, tall money, long money)
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