Christmas

Lyrics
Yea uh OK uh If I'm gonna shoot Lit up the city with my new tooth Destiny picking you might lose I took my shoes off Toe in the clip Times two It's on my life I slide through An angel bitch I might be Go back and forth with formals Think we all about to die here Playing with the toys And now I get my head in light years I'm about to score Until I get my head untightened The bread be getting thicker than lighter Walk up the time frame I stick my head up out the window It's a nice day If I let it go and torch my bitch She look like prime rib And if I let it fold She probably still think I'm your highness Poem skills acquired I'm about to get to business I put it on the scale but There was still a little friction I hit the swisher Whipped approval Little bitch boy He whip the noodle Invest in fruit now I'm growing trees Eyes wide shut Baby that's on peace Get on your knees Stuck in my head well then This a disease I don't be with the brethren That's a fee I look like Armageddon I might leave We all be perceiving I'm brand new Jesus Off of the wall but I still be leaning Off of the jaw swear she not breathing Ball through the fog shit I'm just preaching Word My hands be coming out the dirt Be seeking brilliant I'm the first The bed vermillion I be cursing This whole time it wasn't worth it I'm riding through I got too high I'll die with you The money's time I'm pirate proof The back end astronomical I'm gonna need a monocle I spread open the future Not voodoo I'ma prove it Every time I'm in the booth We para-trooping to the stars And all I hear the sound of music Try to put it altogether Every day I'm going stupid yea Every day I'm going stupid
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- N-Game