Santana

Hook:

I pop a xanny one time and I'm lit
I pop a hoe on her bod like a zit
Lean in my pee I'm afraid to go piss
Ain't got no gun but I shoot-never miss

MDMA got me lit like a fling
Got me bipolar, mood gon hit like a swing
I bought a wrist and that shit came with bling
I do not promises, fuck your lil ring

Niggas want beef Ima serve em a feast
Flexing on me with your private school fees
Time I done hit it, her pussy had fleas
We don't eat roaches, so I had to flee

2010 Jag in my crib ‘cause I can
We had no money to sip on em cans
Riding shotgun in the back of the van
I made a new wave and that shit was the plan, huh

My bitch on a pole, We like “Say ‘Hi' to Santa”
Fucked up a band tryna get to Santana
That snowman is frosty, he matching my ice
Her coochie is chocolate, she matching my eyes

I ate more pussy than I ate Macdonalds
I dont got a Uzi, my dick do it all
On my Pennywise shit, I be looking like Ronald
That Vlone don't drip so I got Louis Vuitton

Vialli my shirt and Adidas my shoes
We shopping for drip and I made that bitch choose
Ain't got a problem if we leaving in 2's
But I don't mind hitting your bestie with you

She ate this dick and she didn't even chew
I been in a gutter since 2002
Born in drug test, I still got the tube
We fucking for fame, so we using the lube

I pop a xanny one time and I'm lit
I pop a hoe on her bod like a zit
Lean in my pee I'm afraid to go piss
Ain't got no gun but I shoot-never miss

MDMA got me lit like a fling
Got me bipolar, mood gon hit like a swing
I bought a wrist and that shit came with bling
I do not promises, fuck your lil ring

Niggas want beef Ima serve em a feast
Flexing on me with your private school fees
Time I done hit it, her pussy had fleas
We don't eat roaches, so I had to flee

2010 Jag in my crib ‘cause I can
We had no money to sip on em cans
Riding shotgun in the back of the van
I made a new wave and that shit was the plan, huh