SUFFOCATE IN MY FIREPLACE LIKE YOU SANTA CLAUS
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Suffocate in my fireplace, like you Santa Claus
Gimme a second dumb hoe, need a mental pause
Shot em in the dick, now he bleedin like a menopause
Smoke opps not pot, bitch boy got dropped
Work on my time, so you gon to wait
Bitch I'm goin up like the club on a Tuesday
Ahhhh, what the fuck hoe
Talkin all that talk, but I do not give a fuck tho
I'm not pissed but my fist is
Check my bills, I'm all about my business
You not stayin up, motha fuckin limp dick
Split his lip, it look like he got lipstick
Flip shit, spray the fuckin clip, imma hit shit
Dumb bitch, twist out yo neck, like a ripstick
Boo hoo bitch, I'm like who knew bitch
Clip like a cow, it go moo moo bitch
FA FA FA FA FA, how the mag go
This ain't no game, so don't blame it on the fuckin lag hoe
Big fore headed two-eyed fat fuck
My automatic clip inside of your gut
Folded like a folding chair
You too fat to take the stairs
If you wanna be underground, I can put you there
Runnin wit the mob and the cops follow me
Come get yo mom cause she been all on me
Pastor P a prodigy probably
I see yo fat ass through the scope of my holo beam
Damn, now you gotta suffocate fireplace
Send that boy to hell but he hopin for a higher place
If you fuck around then you gon have to die today
Yeah, you gon have to die today
Suffocate in my fireplace, like you Santa Claus
Gimme a second dumb hoe, need a mental pause
Shot em in the dick, now he bleedin like a menopause
Smoke opps not pot bitch boy got dropped
Work on my time so you gon to wait
Bitch I'm goin up like the club on a Tuesday
Ahhhh, what the fuck hoe
Talkin all that talk
But I do not give a fuck though
Suffocate in my fireplace, like you Santa Claus
Gimme a second dumb hoe, need a mental pause
Shot em in the dick, now he bleedin like a menopause
Smoke opps not pot, bitch boy got dropped
Work on my time, so you gon to wait
Bitch I'm goin up like the club on a Tuesday
Ahhhh, what the fuck hoe
Talkin all that talk, but I do not give a fuck tho
I'm not pissed but my fist is
Check my bills, I'm all about my business
You not stayin up, motha fuckin limp dick
Split his lip, it look like he got lipstick
Flip shit, spray the fuckin clip, imma hit shit
Dumb bitch, twist out yo neck, like a ripstick
Boo hoo bitch, I'm like who knew bitch
Clip like a cow, it go moo moo bitch
FA FA FA FA FA, how the mag go
This ain't no game, so don't blame it on the fuckin lag hoe
Big fore headed two-eyed fat fuck
My automatic clip inside of your gut
Folded like a folding chair
You too fat to take the stairs
If you wanna be underground, I can put you there
Runnin wit the mob and the cops follow me
Come get yo mom cause she been all on me
Pastor P a prodigy probably
I see yo fat ass through the scope of my holo beam
Damn, now you gotta suffocate fireplace
Send that boy to hell but he hopin for a higher place
If you fuck around then you gon have to die today
Yeah, you gon have to die today
Suffocate in my fireplace, like you Santa Claus
Gimme a second dumb hoe, need a mental pause
Shot em in the dick, now he bleedin like a menopause
Smoke opps not pot bitch boy got dropped
Work on my time so you gon to wait
Bitch I'm goin up like the club on a Tuesday
Ahhhh, what the fuck hoe
Talkin all that talk
But I do not give a fuck though
Writer(s): Pranav Nagarajan
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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