Bhristmas

[Intro]
Shhh
‘Twas the night before Bhristmas (before what?)
Whoppa with the Choppa and the Koos (Did he say bhristmas?)
Tryna put some fuck niggas on the news (or did he say Christmas?)

[Chorus]
Oh you tryna up the score before Christmas?
Body bag and a Mac-11 on lil bro wish list
Holidays turning opps to some trees
We gon smoke that nigga

[Verse 1]
Niggas asking Santa Claus for us to stop spinning
I know you going to granny house, I’m coming down the chimney
Drop you and tell yo momma I need a plate of chicken
Don’t know bout you but dead opps on my wish list
Paint the block red, big blood, bitch it’s Bhristmas
Mariah Carey on Christmas I hit every time
Bought me a Glock but she know I want the switch on mine
Who ain’t eating at the table this year I can name bout nine
Name one off the top then whop, lil nine
Fuck 8, Fuck Trey D, I say it every time
Know that dyke when she could’ve saved him off that ground
Stock’ on that K cause it’s Christmas time
Stocking cap on my face I’m finna run you down
Fuck niggas greener then the Grinch
Say it’s up when you see me, imma blitz
Catch that nigga out with his people taking Christmas pics
Got the camera man like “got damn, I can’t believe this shit”
Baby Drac like my elf, that’s my helper opp
Bitch wanna play I gave her ass some mixed dressing
Hoe fuck a mistletoe, ain’t no kiss, bitch neck
Put this dick in the boat of yo throat, that’s yo present

[Chorus]
Oh you tryna up the score before Christmas?
Mac 11 and a body bag that’s on bro wish list
Holidays turning opps to some trees
We gon smoke them niggas

[Verse 2]
Dot ain’t on this song but we know what his wish is
God bring Mitch back so we can choke that nigga
Fuck that, back to the track, still bumming down the chimney
Still gon drop yo ass and ask yo momma "where my chicken?"
Still dead opps on my wish list, aye bitch, bitch it’s bhristmas
Slide with the chop, after bhristmas it’s kwanza
And this bitch gon burn ya, yeen neva wore a condom
I’m on yo wife wish list and yo baby momma
Youn neva slide, you need coal in yo stockin
Got these hoes on my wood like an ornament
Rod K tried to double back, got his ass smacked
Boy this shit ain’t no play, you know what I’m finna say
His family like “He gone, everybody get to eat today
Everybody eating, you thought I was gon say that he fat ahah
In Hilltop with my K, smoking Spazz 2x
Gifts under the tree off of Kirk no 3five
Damn that’s fucked up, no it’s not, why? He died
Run off In yo shii like the Santa off of Friday
All I want for Christmas is the drop and we sliding
Girl you’ll get the truth when them pigs start flying
My lil hoe think she funny, call me Charles when I’m lying

[Outro]
Okay okay
I- I get- I get everything you said
I heard everything that you said
But did they actually get him?
Did they die before Christmas?
Righteous
Shii if they do, we wishing they do
Santa Claus, help a nigga out, where they at?
Blrrah