Nightmare before Christmas

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Go back on the block wit the bugs Digging up holes and sending off Drugs
Go rap inna stu for the love and get u Some paper and don't be a scrub
You know ima keep it 300,
But 4 pockets full just ripped me a Dub
She ain't never gone find no me,
My Heart on my sleeve,
Her love is a drug

You know they be
Picking and choosing
I could merch it they choosing and Picking
See dat internet shit how you Moving
Gotta keep dat shit at a distance
Who the f*ck nigga thinking he Fooling
We'll get his ass wet in a instant
She shaking her legs keep moving
Bae i ain't come to play
Ima get back in it

We was filling the pot you tipped it
Yea it damn near say insufficient
And you know you get caught its Different (Nigga)
And when you got caught you shitted (bitch)
And It's one thing i cant wait to Mention (yeah)
I want hunnids and fifties and bitches (I want hunnids) and amiris to go With my switches and that's just for The 1st day of Christmas

For the 2nd day she want a lot, like a Brand new car off the lot
She got 23 bucks in her birkin, like Jordan shooting a shot
I cant put up wit your hurt im Hurting, on soul go get or get got
I got you this Prada purse for my Pistol they want me must've forgot

Take that shit then bag it
Nigga then wrap that shit in plastic
Nigga coming back from the dead is a NO
Get yo bitch ass back in the casket
Rise in dust this shit get tragic
Cause we gone all get turnt to ashes
Then we all fall down this shit aint Fair
We still put belt to asses nigga

Y'all hoes ain't talking bout shit Wack
Matta' fact finna get my bitch back
It could make or break you like a Kit Kat
But dont let it take you
Don't forget that
Out of all my trials and lessons learned,
Number one would probably to
Get back
But i wash my hands the tables turnt, Looking down on me till the zip snap (Nigga)

Go back on the block wit the bugs Digging up holes and sending off Drugs
Go rap inna stu for the love and get u Some paper and don't be a scrub
You know ima keep it 300
But 4 pockets full just ripped me a Dub
She ain't never gone find no me,
My heart on my sleeve,
Her love is a drug

You know they be
Picking and choosing
I could merch it they choosing and Picking
See dat internet shit how you Moving
Gotta keep dat shit at a distance
Who the f*ck nigga thinking he Fooling
We'll get his ass wet in a instant
She shaking her legs keep moving
Bae i ain't come to play
Ima get back in it

You ain't ever been mad at a opp
So much you would face you a nigga Right here broad day
Nigga on the 3rd day of Christmas in Real life
I was like eight only got me a cape
But ima rock that shit till i bust that Shit, wanna play get hit in your face
Boy you better drop that shit,
Don't cuff that shit cause you know She got a lot on her plate

My eyes be sitting real low i pour me a 4 i'm not on drugs
It's guns and shit on the floor and Bodies on belts we not no thugs
(aye)
Somebody tell president Biden we Dying in the trenches we got no hugs
A lot of these niggas be dying bout Bitches that's why i ain't got no love

The 4th day of Christmas was special To me cause cap had showed me a Knot
I told you be careful you run into me I don't care if you like it or not
The 5th day never was fun for me, We was breaking our shit on the Block
If Santa ain't never give guns to me I'll still be a damn hard knock

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