Took The Gifts Like Santa

Lyrics

[Intro] Haha, you didn't realize I was a threat, did you? Okay, let's do this before I change my mind [Verse 1: Sunshine Christo] You can resist all you can, but you are attracted You love my swag, don't lie, please stop capping You want to be my friend, but you be just pretending Just say something, I won't be offended You be shy and shit, I get it sort of Talking to new people can be awkward like Nora You got to a find a common ground to start off of Then over time y'all can move up I'm just trying to build bridges, they be trying to burn them They say the future is bright, I want to know when I think if we was friends, that'd be powerful Who could stop us, I don't think anyone could [Refrain: $wipeBanditGøth] You is not a thug, you just be pretending Cross that bitch off the wish list, she was never on the wish list Life can be lonely, you should try it [Verse 2: $wipeBanditGøth] I'm in this life of sinners, I fucked that bitch in the bathroom Fuck my goth bitch in the bathroom Took the gifts like Santa Claus, I gave her coal in her other arm I just hit her with the cold shoulder She calling me daddy, I am not her father They tried to cross me, I'm unbothered I had to leave her just like her father, please tell her stop calling I got a flame stick with a rhino on it, with some rhino bullets My Crip look like Tootsie, he stealing all the cookies It was back then, I probably ate her pussy, I probably ate all the cookies Now she gon' have to beg for me to eat that cookie They is not my friends, they just pretending On the block with some fake kickers, passing out L's, don't take it Just came back from Hell like the Undertaker WWE, I done brought the thunder Zeus, lightning rod so it got some thunder, game face at the Royal Rumble Flame stick on me, got me looking like a Cholo, like a Vato Loco Cooling on the block with my Barrio Locos, with my Barrio busters If you hit the lick, you better make sure it's good first You better make sure it's green I think I'm depressed, I been smoking too much tree But maybe the broccoli is good for me They not your friends, they just pretending You not my friend, nigga, just say that There's no reason for all the fake kicking Bitch gon' need to buy a ticket, the little bitch can't even get in The goth trap off limits, she just investigating for the CIA I think I fucked her, big chain swinging like Flavor Flav Fucking on a goth bitch from the rave, you know she a slut And my flame stick came with the set up, I had to set that bitch up [Verse 3: Sunshine Christo] You can resist all you can, but you are attracted You love my swag, don't lie, please stop capping You want to be my friend, but you be just pretending Just say something, I won't be offended You be shy and shit, I get it sort of Talking to new people can be awkward like Nora You got to a find a common ground to start off of Then over time y'all can move up I'm just trying to build bridges, they be trying to burn them They say the future is bright, I want to know when I think if we was friends, that'd be powerful Who could stop us, I don't think anyone could [Verse 4: $wipeBanditGøth] Niggas not your friends, they turn like a fan Starving for some bands, living in the trash can Came in like a muscle man, gun in my hand At my door like my dad, domestic violence The Glock do domestic violence, I ain't put a hand on her But them bullets smacked her like a rhino Somebody go start a GoFundMe for that ho' The way she dress like a slut, you would've thought she was from Frisco Black cowboy, you can call me Cisco, thugging, ten toes down in the Citgo Rottweilers, I'm hanging out with Pitbull's Nerd homie, he been kind of rude, he might just have a set up or two The nerd homie came in with the set up, I'm thugging just like James Bond 007', came in with the weapon, $adBøyGøth with the great depression $wipeBanditGøth, but my bitch listen to Led Zeppelin I can buy her shit, but a ticket to heaven or a ticket to Hell I'm racist, I hate niggas just like Jim Crow Flame stick, something like a scarecrow I'm cocky, I don't need a lame bitch I'm cocky, I'm conceited like the president I'm arrogant, and I'm hanging with the ignorant's I'm heaven sent, I'm something like a blessing, bitch Devil sent, and I came to steal the Christmas gifts Somebody should've warned her before she tried to play with me Senile, the bitch must be ludicrous She delusional if she thought I came with a Christmas gift Niggas is not your friends, they just pretending Backstabbing crossers, and I hang out with pretenders Pretenders, and fake kickers, ice breakers And I came in with a judgment maker Bullets hurt, ask her if she can tell you about that