LAST CHRISTMAS!
Okay
Mac Eleven to his head as a present
I said I'd fuck your bitch and I meant it
Presidential on my wrist I'm a president
He not with the gang at the party don't let him in, huh
Yea bitch I'm a veteran
Delivering shots like a letter man
Dropped one song made Eleven-k
Shit lost my count had to count again
Huh, huh, bitch I'm the man
Fuck Santa he ain't get me no bands
Back then they wasn't fucking with ezz
He hating but behind doors he a fan
Light the whole block up like its Christmas
My shit blowing up all of a sudden they listening
Diamonds on me VVS ain't for free
Dropped a band on a chain and its glistening huh
Just like the tree
I fuck that bitch off the red off the lean
Walk in this bitch everyone look at me
Money on me it ain't hard to see huh
Yea it's hard to believe
I'm Fourteen making more then your mom
Naughty list had to write my wrongs
And I got two sticks and they look like tongs
Huh
Yea
Look at my wish list
Ricks
Blicks
And bitches
A lot of different color dots its twister
She just gave me top and I watched you kiss her damn
Watch so tight my wrist hurt
Your bitch hot and she gave me a blister damn
Matter fact call your sister
Hey, tell that bitch I missed her damn
Ask if I gotta phone I got two
On me
Walk in the spot with the tool on me
Said you gon' pull up and shoot on me
Yea you and what army
2019 I ain't drop shit
2023 now I drop hits damn
Hating so much gotta stop it damn
You mad cause I'm about a be on top bitch damn
Mac Eleven to his head as a present
I said I'd fuck your bitch and I meant it
Presidential on my wrist I'm a president
He not with the gang at the party don't let him in, huh
Yea bitch I'm a veteran
Delivering shots like a letter man
Dropped one song made Eleven-k
Shit lost my count had to count again
Huh, huh, bitch I'm the man
Fuck Santa he ain't get me no bands
Back then they wasn't fucking with ezz
He hating but behind doors he a fan
Light the whole block up like its Christmas
My shit blowing up all of a sudden they listening
Diamonds on me VVS ain't for free
Dropped a band on a chain and its glistening huh
Just like the tree
I fuck that bitch off the red off the lean
Walk in this bitch everyone look at me
Money on me it ain't hard to see huh
Yea it's hard to believe
I'm Fourteen making more then your mom
Naughty list had to write my wrongs
And I got two sticks and they look like tongs
Huh
Yea
Look at my wish list
Ricks
Blicks
And bitches
A lot of different color dots its twister
She just gave me top and I watched you kiss her damn
Watch so tight my wrist hurt
Your bitch hot and she gave me a blister damn
Matter fact call your sister
Hey, tell that bitch I missed her damn
Ask if I gotta phone I got two
On me
Walk in the spot with the tool on me
Said you gon' pull up and shoot on me
Yea you and what army
2019 I ain't drop shit
2023 now I drop hits damn
Hating so much gotta stop it damn
You mad cause I'm about a be on top bitch damn
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Writer(s): Ynd Ezz
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