SAINTED! ON ICE (feat. Big Brain)
Here we go again
I'm feelin' SAINTED! already
Another classic on the way to make your holidays merry
Niggas tryin' me, I gotta keep my composure
I feel like angels watchin' me, but that's just Saint on my shoulder
We got the city goin' up, feel like we live in Sokovia
Bout to drop this shit, the world gon' shake when it's over
All these niggas cap, they tellin' stories like Zola
That's why I keep my circle tight, I hate these niggas like Doja
Flap his lips, I show my hip, and make that motherfucka hesitate
Nigga kept it runnin' 8-5, just like the interstate
Eat like I got London Tipton money, then I Pass the Plate
All my niggas hungry, all that flexin' make em salivate
Guantalamela, but my bitch ain't vanilla doe
Pussy never round me, and my kitties be drippin' doe
Not as nice as Judah, I'm a Saint til the money low
After that, then it's a wrap, and I'll pop out where you livin' hoe
I got ice on my neck, and I just bought it with medical
I got pints for my niggas, if they flip it on schedule
I just might stretch a nigga, I don't miss, it's incredible
I could never keep the money but the drip is perpetual
Hol' up
Look
This drip is forever, Dior Christmas sweater
I swear, every time I drop feel like a Christmas special
Happy holidays, I know niggas been waiting on it
"What you want for Christmas?"
Niggas told me to drop SAINTED! on it
Made my list, checked it twice, now I'm in my bag
Rolls Royce, Snow White, Ghost of Christmas Past
I had dreams to be like Mike, but they didn't last
Made a quarter ticket in Statistics, never skipped a class
Bitch I'm SAINTED!
Slidin' down ya chimney with that bag
Bitch I'm Saint Nick
Mother fuck a sleigh, cherry Aston Martin Vanquish
762 full metal jacket
Make his frame shift
Give dat boy a facelift
We don't even bang bitch, but we be on that gang shit
Niggas Sons of Saint, kill em all, feel like Kanan
It's basic, I be on my grind from night to day shift
Slavin', bitch we doing more numbers than Cambridge
Sippin Coquito with a bitch from Puerto Rico
The opps wherever we go? I'm throwing like Dan Marino
All about the green, Ceelo, money trees and weed smoke
Curly headed steelo, these bitches love me like Smino
Jack Frost ice on me, diamonds too clear
Got everything for sale my nigga, I keep a few near
Bitch I'm Saint, for everybody that's new here
To all a Merry Christmas, and a Happy Fuckin' New Year!
I got ice on my neck, and I just bought it with medical
I got pints for my niggas, if they flip it on schedule
I just might stretch a nigga, I don't miss, it's incredible
I could never keep the money but the drip is perpetual
I got ice on my neck, and I just bought it with medical
I got pints for my niggas, if they flip it on schedule
I just might stretch a nigga, I don't miss, it's incredible
I could never keep the money but the drip is perpetual
I'm feelin' SAINTED! already
Another classic on the way to make your holidays merry
Niggas tryin' me, I gotta keep my composure
I feel like angels watchin' me, but that's just Saint on my shoulder
We got the city goin' up, feel like we live in Sokovia
Bout to drop this shit, the world gon' shake when it's over
All these niggas cap, they tellin' stories like Zola
That's why I keep my circle tight, I hate these niggas like Doja
Flap his lips, I show my hip, and make that motherfucka hesitate
Nigga kept it runnin' 8-5, just like the interstate
Eat like I got London Tipton money, then I Pass the Plate
All my niggas hungry, all that flexin' make em salivate
Guantalamela, but my bitch ain't vanilla doe
Pussy never round me, and my kitties be drippin' doe
Not as nice as Judah, I'm a Saint til the money low
After that, then it's a wrap, and I'll pop out where you livin' hoe
I got ice on my neck, and I just bought it with medical
I got pints for my niggas, if they flip it on schedule
I just might stretch a nigga, I don't miss, it's incredible
I could never keep the money but the drip is perpetual
Hol' up
Look
This drip is forever, Dior Christmas sweater
I swear, every time I drop feel like a Christmas special
Happy holidays, I know niggas been waiting on it
"What you want for Christmas?"
Niggas told me to drop SAINTED! on it
Made my list, checked it twice, now I'm in my bag
Rolls Royce, Snow White, Ghost of Christmas Past
I had dreams to be like Mike, but they didn't last
Made a quarter ticket in Statistics, never skipped a class
Bitch I'm SAINTED!
Slidin' down ya chimney with that bag
Bitch I'm Saint Nick
Mother fuck a sleigh, cherry Aston Martin Vanquish
762 full metal jacket
Make his frame shift
Give dat boy a facelift
We don't even bang bitch, but we be on that gang shit
Niggas Sons of Saint, kill em all, feel like Kanan
It's basic, I be on my grind from night to day shift
Slavin', bitch we doing more numbers than Cambridge
Sippin Coquito with a bitch from Puerto Rico
The opps wherever we go? I'm throwing like Dan Marino
All about the green, Ceelo, money trees and weed smoke
Curly headed steelo, these bitches love me like Smino
Jack Frost ice on me, diamonds too clear
Got everything for sale my nigga, I keep a few near
Bitch I'm Saint, for everybody that's new here
To all a Merry Christmas, and a Happy Fuckin' New Year!
I got ice on my neck, and I just bought it with medical
I got pints for my niggas, if they flip it on schedule
I just might stretch a nigga, I don't miss, it's incredible
I could never keep the money but the drip is perpetual
I got ice on my neck, and I just bought it with medical
I got pints for my niggas, if they flip it on schedule
I just might stretch a nigga, I don't miss, it's incredible
I could never keep the money but the drip is perpetual
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Writer(s): Julian Robinson, Oronday Simon
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