Nightmare Before Christmas lyrics

by

Kodak Black


[Verse]
I try to stay out of love 'cause I'll kill me a b*tch
I'm just f*ckin' and thuggin' and getting money, too lit to commit
I got one ho riding my face, another one riding my di*k
Like I'm Santa Claus, I check a n*gga off of the list
I'm the nightmare before Christmas
Got a fish tank with no fishes
I was out in the deep end and even Nemo couldn't find me
I ain't changed on nobody, if y'all don't see me, then I'm grindin'
Tryna have this n*gga packed up and cremated by this Friday
You incapable of standing your ground, you ain't solid
Like a toilet stool, my diamonds on flush, I'm sh*t poppin'
We ain't trippin' 'cause you ain't f*ckin' with us, ain't sh*t stoppin'
Now she on me 'cause my numbers went up, she di*k-hoppin'
Came through on a Kawasaki, I hatе n*ggas like I'm Nazi
I'm with a lot of Roxies, try to say no to drugs, but they don't listеn
Always givin' back to youngins in the hood, I know they feelings
I'm a thug, but I be out here spreading love like it's a sickness
I start focusing on me, I've been so gone on my n*ggas them
I'm a rider, so I find myself in f*cked up predicaments
But they know you predicting me, low-key n*ggas be hating
For they benefit, they have you in sh*tty situations
They 'posed to lace you, keep you straight 'cause you the one with the paper
But nowadays, they probably lace you soon the right time to snake you
I'm a shot caller, I'm a shot taker
MJ my baby mama, so I buy her Marc Jacobs
I'ma get with you, can't nobody save you
n*gga, I kill killers and I hate haters
I don't use elevators, steppers take the staircase
The only way you n*ggas beat me if a catch a fed case
And ain't no going back, I'm on they ass every day
I'm busy flipping sacks, she get the same di*k from yesterday
I'm sexually deprived, my di*k too good to just be slingin'
I'm posted in the hood, but I'm too rich to just be hangin'
I'ma be fifty, still bangin', with the youngins, throwin' Z's up
I'm from Pompano, we P's down and throw our threes up
She solid like my mama, where she at? I need to find her
Lil' Herb died in Dior, what's so special 'bout designer?
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