Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom
Ya’ll gonna suffer flood if i spit on my palm
Who can flood your thought with all the blood he mops
Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops
June to september was the period of the flood
Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut
Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut
Let it rain let it flood let a crip kill a blood
Check my letter i got christmas money,
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
Cause that christmas you know the whole pneumonia thing?
They locking us up for the drugs that we doing
Of impactful things one can ask for
Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner
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