xmas driveby - yungdrater lyrics
bapple (apple crunching)
drater posse
memefig and drater not g*y
yuh!
since the eleventh (yung)
sippin’ on heaven (aye)
yo b*tch give me brain
sh*t wetter than rain
works throat like tibetans (wet throat)
smokin that resin (inhale)
jailed for possession (exhale)
that dude sucked my d*ck down his chimney saint nick
man i won’t last a second (hoe)
christmas is comin’
y’all’s b*tches is cummin’
i’m doin the plumbing’ (sh*t)
and i’m doin’ that strummin’
she suckin she hummin’
she said she in love and (huh?)
i said i feel nothin’
must be cuz i’m puffin’
that sh*t got me buggin (tweak)
got a minute to finish
i got christmas spirit
leave gifts then i’m runnin’ (skrt skrt)
b*tches on my sides left and right
like glocks and knives
i got a problem it’s that i like
b*tches and guys
itty bitty b*tch
or a one that’s supersized
and you talkin’ all that beef
i can take meat from like five guys
got a sack like saint nick
better make this sh*t quick
gotta go leave a load all throughout the globe
got a ring of lipstick
all round this d*ck
from her and her clique
b*tch i gotta go satisfy my bros
you know they all thick
f*ck by the fireplace
bust all up in yo face
i don’t care bout your race
i’m all about that bass
f*ck covid need no sp*ce
not tryna catch a case
yo guts gon get displaced
yo legs gon need a brace
yo mans need an embrace
how’s it feel to be nate’s
should i say to be drate’s
your only one good trait
b*tches on my sides left and right
like glocks and knives
i got a problem it’s that i like
b*tches and guys
itty bitty b*tch
or a one that’s supersized
and you talkin’ all that beef
i can take meat from like five guys
ho ho ho, pop out like i’m santa
no snow for her cuz’ we goin’ to havana
stocking her stockings with my big banana
clappin‘ them cheeks, singing praise to hosanna
we got unfinished business
show her a real white christmas
test her endurance and fitness
we go the distance, immanuel as my witness
presents are under the tree, fill her with glee
and with some vitamin d
if she is naughty she’ll be on my hit list
right on the night before christmas
give her a d*ck in a box like i’m roddy
i’m tryna see her whole body
takin’ her sh*t cuz i f*cks wit no b*tch
drategang is comin up rich
we with the sh*ts!
b*tches on my sides left and right
like glocks and knives
i got a problem it’s that i like
b*tches and guys
itty bitty b*tch
or a one that’s supersized
and you talkin’ all that beef
i can take meat from like five guys
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