Christmas Wrap
Ridin' through the city with the open wheels like a go-kart
Gettin' money easy shit, stayin' rich that's the hard part
Oh you lookin' for that nigga? Seen him out by the Walmart
Do a drive-by and start shootin' fore the car park
Glock'll treat a nigga head like Christmas wrap finna rip it open
Was finna hit this one bitch but the condom broken
Had to tough it out she was tellin' me that her pussy soakin'
Had the bed flooded ten seconds I be different strokin'
Hunnid off a verse but I'll still chop a hundred grams up
Throwin' ones in the club but still got a hunnid grand tucked
Took some hoes on the tour turned the Greyhound to the fan bus
These some big bullets, shootin' at his house tore his land up
Girl I can teach you how to make some big racks can you spell prostitution
Told the nigga he can have his bitch back got her pussy loosened
Outta Wendy's this ain't cut only pure ain't no substitution
Told y'all niggas I can make the snow fall like how Franklin do it
Had a threesome with two fat hoes almost broke my hip
My bitch always tryna argue sumn almost popped her lip
Nigga walkin' up tryna puff his chest let me talk my shit
Drunk as fuck so I really can't box but the Glock don't miss
My stuffer tried to hide the AK but the strap don't fit
Told the judge I wasn't even tryna kill him my fingers slipped
Eggnog at Christmas dinner but I mixed it with a line of Tris
I'm so rich I would ice out my tires, but the car gon' flip
I just seen a pint of Wock and I cracked a smile
I'm with some cold-blooded niggas who'll whack a child
Spent two thousand this month just on black and milds
I ain't got a GPS I bet the K gon' track him down
Yeah I got it out the mud so I'm kinda dirty
I'm a hustler I wake up at six and start juggin' early
Why this bitch keep playin' with my head guess she like it curly
Extendo automatic swear to God it hold more than 30
Niggas ain't keepin' up with me they went bankrupt
He was drivin' down the street and got sprayed up
They tried to bet against the kid, nigga pay up
He got mugged nigga only got away with like eight bucks
Stackin' money to the top yeah I'm gettin' paid
We just dropped his whole gang last night you be stackin' graves
She gettin' thrown out the crib if she misbehave
2023 Hellcat you ridin' in a Escalade
Unc ain't never profit off the bag he be snortin' it up
Say she only drink Patron guess I'm pourin' it up
Ridin' dirty but I ain't gotta worry my trunk in the front
Before this rap shit, I was still makin' 40 a month
Gettin' money easy shit, stayin' rich that's the hard part
Oh you lookin' for that nigga? Seen him out by the Walmart
Do a drive-by and start shootin' fore the car park
Glock'll treat a nigga head like Christmas wrap finna rip it open
Was finna hit this one bitch but the condom broken
Had to tough it out she was tellin' me that her pussy soakin'
Had the bed flooded ten seconds I be different strokin'
Hunnid off a verse but I'll still chop a hundred grams up
Throwin' ones in the club but still got a hunnid grand tucked
Took some hoes on the tour turned the Greyhound to the fan bus
These some big bullets, shootin' at his house tore his land up
Girl I can teach you how to make some big racks can you spell prostitution
Told the nigga he can have his bitch back got her pussy loosened
Outta Wendy's this ain't cut only pure ain't no substitution
Told y'all niggas I can make the snow fall like how Franklin do it
Had a threesome with two fat hoes almost broke my hip
My bitch always tryna argue sumn almost popped her lip
Nigga walkin' up tryna puff his chest let me talk my shit
Drunk as fuck so I really can't box but the Glock don't miss
My stuffer tried to hide the AK but the strap don't fit
Told the judge I wasn't even tryna kill him my fingers slipped
Eggnog at Christmas dinner but I mixed it with a line of Tris
I'm so rich I would ice out my tires, but the car gon' flip
I just seen a pint of Wock and I cracked a smile
I'm with some cold-blooded niggas who'll whack a child
Spent two thousand this month just on black and milds
I ain't got a GPS I bet the K gon' track him down
Yeah I got it out the mud so I'm kinda dirty
I'm a hustler I wake up at six and start juggin' early
Why this bitch keep playin' with my head guess she like it curly
Extendo automatic swear to God it hold more than 30
Niggas ain't keepin' up with me they went bankrupt
He was drivin' down the street and got sprayed up
They tried to bet against the kid, nigga pay up
He got mugged nigga only got away with like eight bucks
Stackin' money to the top yeah I'm gettin' paid
We just dropped his whole gang last night you be stackin' graves
She gettin' thrown out the crib if she misbehave
2023 Hellcat you ridin' in a Escalade
Unc ain't never profit off the bag he be snortin' it up
Say she only drink Patron guess I'm pourin' it up
Ridin' dirty but I ain't gotta worry my trunk in the front
Before this rap shit, I was still makin' 40 a month
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Writer(s): Austin White
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