My feet cost me a grip
Yea my diamonds they all brick
I keep me a bad bitch
And she know how to drive stick
I'm shining like a lighthouse
And Im riding round like saint nick
My presence is a gift
Even if I dont spit
Lil shawty you can spit
Or swallow all of my kids
Ill leave that part up to you just go crazy when you hold him
Treat it like a first impression if its not good we dont meet again
Im out here chasing bags I aint got no time to make no f*ckin friends
Money is the motive never switch up always has been
If you think I change for you must not be bout ya dollars then
Call again cant do that better get ya college in
Lil homie cant hold the strap he need some collagen
Im not saint nick
Sin again I prolly will
I got no gifts
No presents for ole girl
Treat yo self
Yea thats how im livin world
Not givin a f*ck
Ran out of those like last year
Every year it seem like the same thang
Mama said Ill have a different girl by halloween
I cant blame her this a new girl for new christmas
I cant fall in love cause thats not on my wish list
I thought i did and im sorry ofr wasting time
I know you cant get that back but I did the same with mine
And its nothing wit shawty I got some demons and they running through my mind
Thats why I get high cause i think about em all the time
Im not saint nick
Sin again I prolly will
I got no gifts
No presents for ole girl
Treat yo self
Yea thats how im livin world
Not givin a f*ck
Ran out of those like last year
Im not saint nick
Sin again I prolly will
I got no gifts
No presents for ole girl
Treat yo self
Yea thats how im livin world
Not givin a f*ck
Ran out of those like last year
If I see I cop it it dont take me long to shop
Im a business man so I know how to run the lot
I aint never had a plug so I aint gotta share my cut
I do it all myself I got my green card and its for drugs
Its cause a nigga out here getting chronic migraines
These bitches give me headaches talking bout a time frame
Talking bout some kids and marriage they playing mind games
Im way too young so i just send them on that walk of shame
Im not saint nick
Sin again I prolly will
I got no gifts
No presents for ole girl
Treat yo self
Yea thats how im livin world
Not givin a f*ck
Ran out of those like last year
Im not saint nick
Sin again I prolly will
I got no gifts
No presents for ole girl
Treat yo self
Yea thats how im livin world
Not givin a f*ck
Ran out of those like last year
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My feet cost me a grip
Yea my diamonds they all brick
I keep me a bad bitch
And she know how to drive stick
I'm shining like a lighthouse
And Im riding round like saint nick
My presence is a gift
Even if I dont spit
Lil shawty you can spit
Or swallow all of my kids
Ill leave that part up to you just go crazy when you hold him
Treat it like a first impression if its not good we dont meet again
Im out here chasing bags I aint got no time to make no f*ckin friends
Money is the motive never switch up always has been
If you think I change for you must not be bout ya dollars then
Call again cant do that better get ya college in
Lil homie cant hold the strap he need some collagen
Im not saint nick
Sin again I prolly will
I got no gifts
No presents for ole girl
Treat yo self
Yea thats how im livin world
Not givin a f*ck
Ran out of those like last year
Every year it seem like the same thang
Mama said Ill have a different girl by halloween
I cant blame her this a new girl for new christmas
I cant fall in love cause thats not on my wish list
I thought i did and im sorry ofr wasting time
I know you cant get that back but I did the same with mine
And its nothing wit shawty I got some demons and they running through my mind
Thats why I get high cause i think about em all the time
Im not saint nick
Sin again I prolly will
I got no gifts
No presents for ole girl
Treat yo self
Yea thats how im livin world
Not givin a f*ck
Ran out of those like last year
Im not saint nick
Sin again I prolly will
I got no gifts
No presents for ole girl
Treat yo self
Yea thats how im livin world
Not givin a f*ck
Ran out of those like last year
If I see I cop it it dont take me long to shop
Im a business man so I know how to run the lot
I aint never had a plug so I aint gotta share my cut
I do it all myself I got my green card and its for drugs
Its cause a nigga out here getting chronic migraines
These bitches give me headaches talking bout a time frame
Talking bout some kids and marriage they playing mind games
Im way too young so i just send them on that walk of shame
Im not saint nick
Sin again I prolly will
I got no gifts
No presents for ole girl
Treat yo self
Yea thats how im livin world
Not givin a f*ck
Ran out of those like last year
Im not saint nick
Sin again I prolly will
I got no gifts
No presents for ole girl
Treat yo self
Yea thats how im livin world
Not givin a f*ck
Ran out of those like last year
Yea my diamonds they all brick
I keep me a bad bitch
And she know how to drive stick
I'm shining like a lighthouse
And Im riding round like saint nick
My presence is a gift
Even if I dont spit
Lil shawty you can spit
Or swallow all of my kids
Ill leave that part up to you just go crazy when you hold him
Treat it like a first impression if its not good we dont meet again
Im out here chasing bags I aint got no time to make no f*ckin friends
Money is the motive never switch up always has been
If you think I change for you must not be bout ya dollars then
Call again cant do that better get ya college in
Lil homie cant hold the strap he need some collagen
Im not saint nick
Sin again I prolly will
I got no gifts
No presents for ole girl
Treat yo self
Yea thats how im livin world
Not givin a f*ck
Ran out of those like last year
Every year it seem like the same thang
Mama said Ill have a different girl by halloween
I cant blame her this a new girl for new christmas
I cant fall in love cause thats not on my wish list
I thought i did and im sorry ofr wasting time
I know you cant get that back but I did the same with mine
And its nothing wit shawty I got some demons and they running through my mind
Thats why I get high cause i think about em all the time
Im not saint nick
Sin again I prolly will
I got no gifts
No presents for ole girl
Treat yo self
Yea thats how im livin world
Not givin a f*ck
Ran out of those like last year
Im not saint nick
Sin again I prolly will
I got no gifts
No presents for ole girl
Treat yo self
Yea thats how im livin world
Not givin a f*ck
Ran out of those like last year
If I see I cop it it dont take me long to shop
Im a business man so I know how to run the lot
I aint never had a plug so I aint gotta share my cut
I do it all myself I got my green card and its for drugs
Its cause a nigga out here getting chronic migraines
These bitches give me headaches talking bout a time frame
Talking bout some kids and marriage they playing mind games
Im way too young so i just send them on that walk of shame
Im not saint nick
Sin again I prolly will
I got no gifts
No presents for ole girl
Treat yo self
Yea thats how im livin world
Not givin a f*ck
Ran out of those like last year
Im not saint nick
Sin again I prolly will
I got no gifts
No presents for ole girl
Treat yo self
Yea thats how im livin world
Not givin a f*ck
Ran out of those like last year
Writer: Malik Bundy
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