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(Perfect) I had to cut off my friends, I went and copped some new bands, yeah I just went met a new dancer, I think that ho from Atlanta (yeah) We're pullin' up to your crib leavin' a present, I'm Santa (yeah) I went and called up my shooters, I got 'em boys on standby Standby (yeah-yeah) they tryna kill me, I can't die (what) Can't die, know they don't understand why Stand why, pull out the chop and shoot out your eye Rockin' that suit, number nine Jun Takahashi, that shit oversized I got 'em waiting in line for the drip, I'm only wastin' their time Told her, "Look me in my eyes" you look at me, you sat there and lied They're treatin' me like a God, they look at me like I'm parting the skies And you be claimin' you're real, but I know you're faking disguise Faking disguise, no, I ain't perfect, but I'll be tryin' You say you're real, you're holdin' it down, but, why is you lyin'? I told you I was gon' cut you off lil' bitch, like why is you cryin'? Push the lil' button in the coupé, and then we take off Hell yeah, we be flyin' I had to cut off my friends, I went and copped some new bands, yeah I just went met a new dancer, I think that ho from Atlanta We're pullin' up to your crib leavin' a present, I'm Santa (Santa) I went and called up my shooters, I got 'em boys on standby (go) Standby, they tryna kill me, I can't die Can't die, know they don't understand why Stand why, pull out the chop and shoot out your eye Rockin' that suit, number nine Jun Takahashi, that shit oversized
Writer(s): Danny Snodgrass, Cody Rounds, Elijah Policard, Quian Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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