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(Hi, you must be Alan) I'm so sick and tired of lies I was tryna wonder why All the real ones sacrifice But the fakes gon’ survive Hm, now watch this Gotta lay low, watch your friends, they be switchin' Hardheaded nigga, mama talk, I don't listen Knocked up on my skateboard hittin’ kickflips Snitch niggas always talkin' loud ridin' RipStiks Ain't Santa, we gon' drag you home on Christmas He be talkin' shit [?] need to go, boy We gon' put this AK barrel down his fuckin' throat, boy Don’t you try to slide on us, we gon’ up the scope, boy Money on Pillsbury dough, dough, dough, boy Shit, my chain is ice, I'm so cold, makin’ snow, boy You treat her like an angel, I treat her like a dog toy Niggas love to talk, but they ain't makin' no noise Nigga think he hot, but his girl be fakin' moans, boy You up against a libra, I think you need to go, boy This nigga lame as fuck, I’ma flame your zodiac, boy This nigga smokin' fake runtz, he need to stop the cap, boy SongtexteHm, now watch this Gotta lay low, watch your friends, they be switchin' Hardheaded nigga, mama talk, I don't listen Knocked up on my skateboard hittin' kickflips Snitch niggas always talkin' loud ridin' RipStiks Ain't Santa, we gon' drag you home on Christmas Aus Songtexte Mania