HOLIDAYS ARE HARD

I would come halfway and meet there

But hoes on the way, I can't leave here

If you heard something about me it's true and went stupid

You just had to be there

It cost to boss, nowadays it's five bucks just to breathe air

You boys better catch up

If you see me there

Then ke there, and T there, and P there, and

Business in front and the party connect like a mullet

I might have to switch it

Girl if you leave me I'll never ode you to keep me

But shit if you love me just listen

Man this year I lived me nine lives like a kitten

And each one I had a bad bitch and a mission

I'm Calabrese Italiano

My Christmas tradition is all damn seven them fishes, man

I'm shakin' her box like I don't know what's in it

Still fly in the streets like a mf pigeon

I sit when it's shit and I stand when it's business

I'm lit off charisma

Don't know the room number just go to the lobby

Say Spitta, they'll know where to send ya, baby

Some swag just not teachable

Two hoes under this mistletoe

I can name two reasons, hoe

When I was younger I loved eating snow

And now I love bad bitches and money

It's not bout that why you speaking bro?

Santa more believable than you hoes

Holidays are hard when you all lonely

I could spread some cheer if you just phone me up

These not times that you supposed to feel down down

I could light it up, pack it up, gift it up, wrap it up for ya

Girl put it on me

I want it naughty

Can do what you taught me

In the night in the moonlight, yuh

In the morning with coffee

I got girls in Miami

But they just not you mami

The giving season, give me a reason

Get me keys and hop in the V and

It might snowing, shit I'm still speeding over

Cuz' this campfire just don't hit right

Without my bitch like, damn

Maybe I'm the lonely one, I don't know