Last Chingmas

(It's Kosfinger, baby) The very next day, that neek ran away This year, I'll ching off your ear I'll come from the- Ay (BBea-bea-bea) Last Chingmas, I pulled up and aimed (I did) But the very next day, that neek ran away (he ran) This year, I'll ching off your ear (it's Kosfinger, baby) I'll hop out the ride and cheff you (Bu-dup) Last Chingmas, (right), I pulled up and aimed (gang) But the very next day, (gang, ay), that neek ran away (why he ran cuh) This year, (ay), I'll ching off your ear (out chingin') I'll hop out the ride and cheff you Last Chingmas, I backed out my shave (I backed it) And the very next day, I cheffed you away (he ran) This year, I'll ching off your ear I'll hop out the ride and queff you (Ay, yo) Queffed you, (I did), 200k on a kettle (okay) I hit the gas hit the pedal Got so many points, gimme a medal (give me a) And I tell a bad b she's special But I really got ten different gyal, she a speckle (okay) Yeah, the opp niggas ain't on my level (no) Give hella verbal to gang, I won't let you (don't do that) Pull up and dead, You know that I had to mete when I met you Them man just chat on the net dude Smokepurpp, I'ma hit you and your nephew I will not rest til the rest o' you Hit your leg and your chest and your head too You threat, but you stay in your bedroom Blacked out, you don't know that's us in that SUV Chase Get that (get that) If he turn 'round, let that Spray That's a' opp boy, dead that (dead that) Let out rage I'ma head up and get man (head up and get man) Let man pay Scorin' points, we winnin' Yay! Last Chingmas, I backed out my shave And the very next day, I cheffed you away This year, I'll ching off your ear (I will) I'll hop out the ride and queff you (They know that I'm gettin' all your bros) Pull up in dingers I'm tryna ching them (back it on you now) Merry Chingmas (I'ma get him down) Ay, ay Wait, yeah, my guys got aim, and we kinda cray Pull up we givin' 'em pain (pull up we givin' 'em pain), unfazed (unfazed) Them man cannot say the same (they can't, they can't), got put in a grave Even the NHS they could not save (nah, nah) Last Chingmas, (my guys got aim), I pulled up and aimed But the very next day, that neek ran away This year, I'll ching off your ear I'll hop out the ride and cheff you (Cheff you) Gave you my Cheff you (Kosfinger, baby)