Rap Santa by Bandingo YGNE Lyrics
[Intro:]
You finna die baby
Hitemup
CoridaArtist
Shit, shit, shit, fuck bitch
[Verse 1:]
Bitch I'm the rap Santa, rap Santa
And I'm the Black Panther, Black Panther
I give you gifts when you listen to this, if you talkin' shit you get hit with the fist
Run up on me and I start with the dick
Run up on me and I start with the stick
I woke up on the wrong side of the bed, you say something stupid and you gettin' lit
Bitch, huh huh
I'm fuckin' your bitch underneath the mistletoe
She suck on my dick underneath the mistletoe
I ain't got time for hate
These niggas lyin' out their fuckin' face
Bitch I'ma fly in your place
Kick door, and put a bullet in your face
Tell em to be a fuckin' dickhead, you got AD, bitch you wing hard
4.5 got your name called
Bitch, tear your face off
Stay put inside a graveyard
YGNE finna take off
This year was a good year, nigga next year we finna take off
All my niggas pullin' up in Corvettes
You wanna smoke, nigga that be a bet
Don't give a fuck what you want from me
I'm turnin' you to a dust bunny
They used to laugh at me when I [?] and I just look down I'm like "What's funny?"
Now they hit me up for a feature they can't afford and I'm just like "No sirree"
Huh huh
That's funny
Bitch you got no money
What you rappin' bout money?
Nigga you a joke to me
This shit a whole new time
I just go in and I'm flyin'
I just go in and I'm flyin'
I'm in a whole nother world
[Verse 2:]
I don't play, boy you a labradoodle
I am a scientist with the art
I just go into the lab and doodle
Do do do do, I be takin' shots
When I came through the news I gained a lot
Niggas be sayin' my name a lot
I just be chillin' obtaining guap
I gotta go convey the pot
[Outro:]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Dingo season, yeah
A very
Dingo Christmas season
A very Dingo Christmas season
And I'm the rap Santa, you know what I'm sayin'
This a gift for all y'all out there, you feel me
Real dog shit, you feel me
The GOAT
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I wanna thank, everybody who [?] this year, you feel me
You know what I'm sayin'
I can't go without my niggas, without my family, without my mom
I'm just ramblin' now
And if you a hater, thank you too, but y'know, suck my dick
You finna die baby don't cry baby
Stupid
You finna die baby
Hitemup
CoridaArtist
Shit, shit, shit, fuck bitch
[Verse 1:]
Bitch I'm the rap Santa, rap Santa
And I'm the Black Panther, Black Panther
I give you gifts when you listen to this, if you talkin' shit you get hit with the fist
Run up on me and I start with the dick
Run up on me and I start with the stick
I woke up on the wrong side of the bed, you say something stupid and you gettin' lit
Bitch, huh huh
I'm fuckin' your bitch underneath the mistletoe
She suck on my dick underneath the mistletoe
I ain't got time for hate
These niggas lyin' out their fuckin' face
Bitch I'ma fly in your place
Kick door, and put a bullet in your face
Tell em to be a fuckin' dickhead, you got AD, bitch you wing hard
4.5 got your name called
Bitch, tear your face off
Stay put inside a graveyard
YGNE finna take off
This year was a good year, nigga next year we finna take off
All my niggas pullin' up in Corvettes
You wanna smoke, nigga that be a bet
Don't give a fuck what you want from me
I'm turnin' you to a dust bunny
They used to laugh at me when I [?] and I just look down I'm like "What's funny?"
Now they hit me up for a feature they can't afford and I'm just like "No sirree"
Huh huh
That's funny
Bitch you got no money
What you rappin' bout money?
Nigga you a joke to me
This shit a whole new time
I just go in and I'm flyin'
I just go in and I'm flyin'
I'm in a whole nother world
[Verse 2:]
I don't play, boy you a labradoodle
I am a scientist with the art
I just go into the lab and doodle
Do do do do, I be takin' shots
When I came through the news I gained a lot
Niggas be sayin' my name a lot
I just be chillin' obtaining guap
I gotta go convey the pot
[Outro:]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Dingo season, yeah
A very
Dingo Christmas season
A very Dingo Christmas season
And I'm the rap Santa, you know what I'm sayin'
This a gift for all y'all out there, you feel me
Real dog shit, you feel me
The GOAT
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I wanna thank, everybody who [?] this year, you feel me
You know what I'm sayin'
I can't go without my niggas, without my family, without my mom
I'm just ramblin' now
And if you a hater, thank you too, but y'know, suck my dick
You finna die baby don't cry baby
Stupid