Last Christmas

[Intro: Lil Tjay & Fivio Foreign]
Last Christmas, I gave you my heart
But the very next day, you gave it away
This year, to save me from tears (Oh-ooh)
I'll give it to someone special
Yeah

[Chorus: Lil Tjay & Fivio Foreign]
Made it out, I'm just a rich young nigga (Huh)
Steady arguing, wasn't no way to live
I know bitches want me 'cause I'm up (Yeah)
Something different, I'm just with a gift (Huh)
But the drama won't nobody know
Keep on gassin' him up like it's his
She a lover girl, still not a ho (Huh)
Love her man, but she feelin' the kid (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Fivio Foreign]
They don't even know me and shorty speak
She gon' still fuck a nigga for some feets
We was in Brooklyn Chop House
Me and shawty spent three K for the eats (We did)
And he don't never take her shopping
We already spent thirty K for the week (Nah)
And he mad abusive
If he knew what I do to his shorty, that nigga'll tweak (Uh)
She already told me that nigga is weak (Uh)
I'll probably shoot him, he think he gon' reach (Baow)
She from the town, I met her in the East
When I cheat, she wanna give me a speech (Huh)
Shorty is hella obsessive (Hella obsseive)
When she get horny, she get very aggressive
She be callin', she be askin' me questions
If I don't answer, she start sendin' me texts

[Verse 2: Lil Tjay & Fivio Foreign]
Fuck that nigga I don't care what he did
Honestly, I do not even want to know (No, no, no)
All I know, that's my lil' rider for sure
And can't nobody question, I put that on bro (Put that on bro)
I don't like fightin' for cones (Huh)
Know we live in a world where these bitches on go (Bitches on go)
Gas you up, tell you they love you
No she ain't love you, I know she feelin' the kid for the dough (Baow)
My name Lil Tjay, baby, I be smooth
I ain't gon' fake it like you gotta choose
They ain't believe I was destined to win
So wrong for niggas who thought I would lose
End of the story, don't gotta conclude
Humble nigga, my outfits say "Rhude"
Ask your bitch, bet she know I'm that dude
I bet that shit out she ate it like food

[Chorus: Lil Tjay & Fivio Foreign]
Made it out, I'm just a rich young nigga
Steady arguing, wasn't no way to live (Yeah)
I know bitches want me 'cause I'm up (Yeah)
Something different, I'm just with a gift (Yeah)
But the drama won't nobody know (Uh)
Keep on gassin' him up like it's his (He did)
She a lover girl, still not a ho (She not)
Love her man, but she feelin' the kid (Hm)