Santa

[Intro: TiaCorine]
Oh-ah-oh, woah, woah
Woah-ah-oh, woah, woah
Ohh-ah-oh, woah, woah
Woah-ah-oh (Grove$ide work)
Huh, yeah (Grove$ide)

[Pre-Chorus: TiaCorine]
Huh, yeah
Ohh, oh, oh, oh
Huh
Ohh-uh-oh
Huh (Yeah, yeah)
Ohh, oh, oh, oh
Huh, yeah
Ohh, woah

[Chorus: TiaCorine]
Huh, woah, yeah, woah
Huh, woah, yeah, woah (Pussy girl, yeah, you know my man)
Huh, woah, yeah, woah
Huh, woah, yeah (I don't give no fuck, don't give no damn)
Huh, woah, yeah, woah
Huh, woah, yeah, woah (Pussy boy, you must know my man)
Huh, woah, yeah, woah
Huh, yeah (I don't give no fuck, don't give no damn)

[Post-Chorus: TiaCorine]
Every boy call me Santa, I just want my list
If I call and you don't answer, get 'em outta here
Every boy call me Santa, I just want my list
If I call and you don't answer, get 'em outta here

[Verse 1: TiaCorine]
Ice cold, no fridge
Got connects, no bridge
New nigga, you old
Call that nigga Otis
Blue hair, yellow bitch
Just like Marge Simpson
I'm too high right now, I don't wanna take a pic
I'm too high right now, can't feel my limbs
My voice so fire, I don't need adlibs
My nigga got me, so they wanna be like him
Synonyms, melanin
Brown sugar, cinnamon

[Chorus: TiaCorine]
Huh, woah, yeah, woah
Huh, woah, yeah, woah (Pussy girl, yeah, you know my man)
Huh, woah, yeah, woah
Huh, woah, yeah (I don't give no fuck, don't give no damn)
Huh, woah, yeah, woah
Huh, woah, yeah, woah (Pussy boy, you must know my man)
Huh, woah, yeah, woah
Huh, yeah (I don't give no fuck, don't give no damn)

[Verse 2: Frais]
Saw you wit' ya mans, but he is not the kid
Got another type of rapper, she tryna hit a lick
ALYX jeans, Jordan 6
Look at me, take a pic
'Cause these drugs that I mix up, might take me outta here
Take your bitch to my foreign, 'cause your Uber here
Think they built my car backwards, engine in the rear
Sung my song like a phantom, kissin' on the French
You were born in Atlanta, livin' in the air
Shanaynay in Dior, the million dollar bitch
Anything I can order, she can make appear
All these bands, I can't spoil her, 'cause she not my bitch
And you know once it's over, feed her to the clip

[Outro: Frais]
Ooh, yeah
Woah, yeah
Ooh, yeah
Ooh, oh-oh-oh
Ooh, ooh, oh
Ooh, ohh, oh-oh-oh
Here we go!