NoTiltNoah

Designer Kingpin

SB

[Verse 1]

All I want for Christmas is my pockets full of blues

No Mariah Carey, I could never want you

Mean mug, send yo' soul floating like a pontoon

Dry snitching 'round lames, get ostracized from my crew

'Cause I don't move like that don't play me for a damn fool

Made a few songs on my tape in college some of them in high school

Permanent lowlife, I'll never get over my childhood

Permanent lowlife, my trauma is deeply rooted

Chills through my spine every time that I see you

My teeth shining like a damn Desert Eagle

I know a crash out that ride 'round in a Buick Regal

Call him up, he come lose his mind just 'cause I told him to

All I want for Christmas is my pockets full of blues

All I want for Christmas is my pockets full of blues

All I want for Christmas is my pockets full of blues

[Verse 2]

Keeping it real, I'm getting tired of bad news

Taste of ya' own medicine don't that confuse you?

All on my mental, she must be doing voodoo

Step back tre, I'm like Harden up in Houston

On that flukey shit, bust yo' lightbulb, Thomas Edison

Lord forgive me I'm no saint, I might need a reverend

If I take your hand please don't bring me to a dead end

Step on my Margiela's I'm gon' be seeing red

[Chorus]

Red Lobster like Chauncey I ran the bill up

I'm quick to wrap up a dumb convo like a present

Diamonds in my ears, killed the rabbit, took the carrots

Out my body, stars in the ceiling of the chariot

And1 shorts under my jeans, I be wearing that

Acting iffy, pull out the Taurus from my book-bag

Feel like a damn candle, I be lit everyday

Caught him without the pass, boy we let the tooly rain

[Outro]

Counting up blues everyday, NoTilt stay paid, Za to the face

Za to the face, I'm fading, I'm falling

All or nothing boy I don't hesitate to get the cake

(SB)