Ghetto Christmas List

I need my car note paid.

Hair do laid.

No reindeer, but I still get slayed.

Santa got that bag, so ima throw that ass.

Santa got that bag, so ima throw that ass.

On the first day of Christmas he flew me to Atlanta.

He took me to the mall, found out Santa was a scammer.

Gucci store swipe.

Fendi store swipe.

He told me make a list, he gon check that shit twice.

Need a brand new coupe, that’s the one with no roof, and some bottega boots matter fact give me two.

For my **** ima ho ho ho. He don’t need no mistletoe to kiss it down low.

And he be dashing thru the snow in his Benz.

He don’t know I know he fucking with my friend. But I ain’t saying shit till after the 25th, so I can still get my Christmas gifts.

I need my car note paid.

Hair do laid.

No reindeer, but I still get slayed.

Santa got that bag, so ima throw that ass.

Santa got that bag, so ima throw that ass.

Still got a rich **** calling me bae.

I need you to get my wig did by arrogant Tae.

Thought a **** wasn’t tricking but he tricking today.

Ima ride that dick, like im riding a sleigh.

Shake it like a red nose baby call me Rudolph.

I sat on Santa’s lap and he said the ass too soft.

He just wanna touch it, he like the way it feel.

Bend that ass over he keep asking if it’s real!

I need my car note paid.

Hair do laid.

No reindeer, but I still get slayed.

Santa got that bag, so ima throw that ass.

Santa got that bag, so ima throw that ass.