Christmas Lights lyrics

[Intro: Rylo Rodriguez]
Green beam, green beam
There won't be a tonight, this ain't Christmas Lights, yeah
Red beam, green beam, you can die anytime
Baby came from the bricks where the b*tch hatin' a meal ticket
DeCicco

[Chorus: Rylo Rodriguez]
Baby came from the bricks where the b*tch hatin' a meal ticket
Lord know, if I don't blow, would they still kick it?
That's why we know, she a ho, when we gotta deal with it
The syrup always make me mad unless I take a pill with it
With the same n*ggas from the huddle who was in the field with me
Fourth and twenty, now they're facing twenty, just throw a flag on 'em (free my n*ggas, yeah)
Way them rats run down you, you would think it's Christmas night
Read beams, green beams, but we ain't shootin' Christmas lights

[Verse 1: Rylo Rodriguez]
Got a hood b*tch at the Waffle House, might get a tip tonight
You know you playin' this song, you can get killed tonight
But your hip now, it's off the hip now, it's on your reach now
Side b*tch tryna make a shot now, she's just a rebound
Made the b*tch made, made the teacher mad, but the plug proud
All my n*ggas locked behind bars, just know I love y'all
My dad and Tyrone let on the street
We was saved by the bell like we Screech
We twenty-three, leave 'em dead in the street
Make your mama faint when they pull back the sheet
I ain't on drank then I can't go to sleep
Sixth grade, I ain't have nothin' to eat
Was shootin' dice, tryna buy up some sneaks
I'ma put a percocet on a P
Fell off but got back on my feet
It was times I couldn't afford new clothes
I'ma call up Boosie, get 'em for cheap
f*ck a b*tch and I'ma paint her toes
Her new spot, she just gave me a key
Buy the xans just like I'm Lil Peep
David Ruffin, yeah I love this high
Hellcat in the projects, give 'em motivation
Let a thug get by
Freelance, runnin' to the Boys & Girls Club in the morning
Hit the fire hydrant with a Boeing
[Chorus: Rylo Rodriguez]
Baby came from the bricks where the b*tch hatin' a meal ticket
Lord know, if I don't blow, would they still kick it?
That's why we know, she a ho, when we gotta deal with it
The syrup always make me mad unless I take a pill with it
With the same n*ggas from the huddle who was in the field with me
Fourth and twenty, now they're facing twenty, just throw a flag on 'em (free my n*ggas, yeah)
Way them rats run down you, you would think it's Christmas night
Read beams, green beams, but we ain't shootin' Christmas lights

[Verse 2: Marlo]
I'm the same n*gga from the block when that sh*t was hot as f*ck
Now the young n*gga gon' gun somethin'
Told Ralo stay down and we gon' run it up
And them oldhead n*ggas was scared to front every one of us
Take it back to the T and turn the guns up
Give 'em red beam, green beam, this ain't Christmas, it's a lightshow
You can die at any time in the night though
And I been workin' real hard to pay my ass off
And I'm still standing in the trap, sellin' pounds, keep a strap
And a n*gga know I ain't goin' for that, be shootin' where our mama at
And I hope this rap take off for me, I got a lot of n*ggas to feed
I'm still havin' them bad dreams and them nightmares
That 12 ran up in the spot and caught a n*gga with a block
Got my country boy cashin' out
I be keepin' it work in a drought
[Chorus: Rylo Rodriguez]
Baby came from the bricks where the b*tch hatin' a meal ticket
Lord know, if I don't blow, would they still kick it?
That's why we know, she a ho, when we gotta deal with it
The syrup always make me mad unless I take a pill with it
With the same n*ggas from the huddle who was in the field with me
Fourth and twenty, now they're facing twenty, just throw a flag on 'em (free my n*ggas, yeah)
Way them rats run down you, you would think it's Christmas night
Read beams, green beams, but we ain't shootin' Christmas lights