Lyrics Fuck Gucci and Santa Claus - Fijimacintosh

Fuck Gucci and Santa Claus - Fijimacintosh
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fuck Gucci and Santa Claus, artist - Fijimacintosh. Album song Blank Substance - EP, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.02.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cybersound 777, EMPIRE
Song language: English

Fuck Gucci and Santa Claus

Hehehe, Misogi
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
You don’t want no smoke, that lil' boy don’t want no cancer
I’ma fuck that ho, fuck that ho and up my stamina
Pouring Codeine in that motherfucking Fanta
Red Gucci bag on my back like I’m Santa
You can’t get a pass, lil' ho, you not special
His bitch tryna ride and he gon' crash if I let go
Meet in the door, bestin' these hoes, we not cuffin' nothin'
I can’t do no dates, oh no, no, can’t be out in public
Bust down the Rollie, new Pateks and all that
Just like I cashed it, lil' bitch won’t get a call back
Chaneyney on me, man, I spent about ten racks, facts (Yeah)
Boy, you ain’t a shooter, you ain’t motherfuckin' shot nothing
I’m in the hood right now, it’s like Nightmare on Elm Street
We got good right now, nigga, servin' to your Aunty
Had to get away from the demons that haunt me
Ricky or Raf on my body, not no hypebeast
Lil' ho want my number, can’t get my number, you could Skype me
And I’m all about a check, bitch, I ain’t talking Nike
Yeah, just like Spike Lee, lil' boy better do the right thing
Niggas snakes, niggas rats, and that’s facts, yeah, that’s facts
Man, I swear, back in school, I used to be late to class
I got dope in my bag, used to smoke before class
Watch how I flow, prolly gettin' me some dome during class
You don’t want no smoke, that lil' boy don’t want no cancer
I’ma fuck that ho, fuck that ho and up my stamina
Pouring Codeine in that motherfucking Fanta
Red Gucci bag on my back like I’m Santa
You can’t get a pass, lil' ho, you not special
His bitch tryna ride and he gon' crash if I let go
Meet in the door, bestin' these hoes, we not cuffin' nothin'
I can’t do no dates, oh no, no, can’t be out in public
Bust down the Rollie, new Pateks and all that
Just like I cashed it, lil' bitch won’t get a call back
Chaneyney on me, man, I spent about ten racks, facts (Yeah)
You don’t want no smoke, that lil' boy don’t want no cancer
I’ma fuck that ho, fuck that ho and up my stamina
Pouring Codeine in that motherfucking Fanta
Pouring Codeine in that motherfucking Fanta

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