Naughty (feat. Dbangz)

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Jovan Armand

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Don't mean no disrespect 
But I came here to collect 
Got baddies all around me 
And I'm dripping down my neck 
Jacket with the works, gucci on my shirt 
Know I did it first, krampus on the way and everybody cursed 
Look I go berserk, December 25th 
Better stay up out the way 
If Krampus pull up, that's a murder case 
Ain't nobody safe, bodies in a hearse 
Who can get it first 
Gahdamn 
Another one missing again 
Watch how I flip it again 
Aw man 
You shoulda stuck with ya friends 
You boutta meet yo end 
Who want the smoke 
I get a target 
I go for the throat 
Killing em all, without leaving a note 
I need me a Grammy, like murder she wrote 
Don't play with that boy, Nah he ain't no joke 
Whips with the chains, nah I wouldn't provoke 
Gruss Vom Krampus 

(Yeah) 
I walk up to ya face 
Let em know 
Where they gotta go 
I let all ya girls get a taste 
Ya they like the snow 
Pull on yo Grammy uh uh 
Hello Tammy uh 
They throwing all they panties uh uh 
Hella baddies uh 

Uh 
There's been a murder on campus 
Ain't nobody got the answers 
Whole class go bananas 
Somebody shut off the cameras 
They don't even know about Krampus 
Just murdered a boy named Francis 
Got bodies from bay up to Kansas 
I just did critical damage 
I don't give a f*ck about none of those murderers you niggas can't even manage 
And why'all skills outdated like a Game boy advances
When my body count keeps advancing they like Krampus what happened 
Uh I fell off back then like 96 then I got back in 
Yeah yeah 
All of my monsters they fuckin with nobody 
If he start talking that shit it's a cold body 
I knew that all of my goons yeah we so naughty 
Section boy brought out his Bugatti 
He thought his ass was leaving with two hotties 
He got a smile on I'm thinking he to jolly Krampus in the building catching a few bodies 

(Yeah) 
I walk up to ya face 
Let em know 
Where they gotta go 
I let all ya girls get a taste 
Ya they like the snow 
Pull up on yo Grammy uh uh 
Hello Tammy uh 
They throwing all they panties uh uh 
Hella baddies uh 

Look 
They send me to get em 
So naughty I'm evil 
Pull up and I gotta murder the people 
Krampus get on 
Scream and they holla 
Get em excited like meeting Madonna 
Pull out my list 
Time for the slaughter 
Clock is ticking 
Pray for your daughter 
Got coal? it's Christmas 
Whipped clean like dishes uh 
No time for the gimmicks 
I ain't no Saint Nick 
Don't mess with me 
If you can't take it 
Hold up y'all gotta run 
Doing this all for the fun 
Mess up your done 
Making yo body go numb 
Got em lined up 
Issa 2 for 1 
Shawty she got the kombucha bums 
Uh 
Got innuendos and I'm in ya window 
I don't mess with no sketchy bimbos 
And If you tryna talk hit my Venmo 
Black Rari no benzo 
Yo girl hit me I stay semi automatic 
W/ the Patek who want static 
Pull out rabbits issa habit 
So Houdini with the magic 

(Yeah) 
I walk up to ya face 
Let em know 
Where they gotta go 
I let all ya girls get a taste 
Ya they like the snow 
Pull up on yo Grammy uh uh 
Hello Tammy uh 
They throwing all they panties uh uh 
Hella baddies uh

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