Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low
Keeping yours stuck like packed up snow.
At an extremly alarming rate
All the jolly feelings trapped in a crate
My all gold rolly or the
Im dressed up like fucking santa
Either way it's white as snow
Same bitches used to play me though
I don't know, obviously i disappear
See santa coming on a reindeer
Throw my hood up, it's startin to snow
Niggas buy ringers can't pay their bill though
Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust
Santa won't even give you coal for a fucking christmas present
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