Took The Gifts Like Santa

[Intro]
Haha, you didn't realize I was a threat, did you?
Okay, let's do this before I change my mind

[Verse 1: Sunshine Christo]
You can resist all you can, but you are attracted
You love my swag, don't lie, please stop capping
You want to be my friend, but you be just pretending
Just say something, I won't be offended
You be shy and shit, I get it sort of
Talking to new people can be awkward like Nora
You got to a find a common ground to start off of
Then over time y'all can move up
I'm just trying to build bridges, they be trying to burn them
They say the future is bright, I want to know when
I think if we was friends, that'd be powerful
Who could stop us, I don't think anyone could

[Refrain: $wipeBanditGøth]
You is not a thug, you just be pretending
Cross that bitch off the wish list, she was never on the wish list
Life can be lonely, you should try it

[Verse 2: $wipeBanditGøth]
I'm in this life of sinners, I fucked that bitch in the bathroom
Fuck my goth bitch in the bathroom
Took the gifts like Santa Claus, I gave her coal in her other arm
I just hit her with the cold shoulder
She calling me daddy, I am not her father
They tried to cross me, I'm unbothered
I had to leave her just like her father, please tell her stop calling
I got a flame stick with a rhino on it, with some rhino bullets
My Crip look like Tootsie, he stealing all the cookies
It was back then, I probably ate her pussy, I probably ate all the cookies
Now she gon' have to beg for me to eat that cookie
They is not my friends, they just pretending
On the block with some fake kickers, passing out L's, don't take it
Just came back from Hell like the Undertaker
WWE, I done brought the thunder
Zeus, lightning rod so it got some thunder, game face at the Royal Rumble
Flame stick on me, got me looking like a Cholo, like a Vato Loco
Cooling on the block with my Barrio Locos, with my Barrio busters
If you hit the lick, you better make sure it's good first
You better make sure it's green
I think I'm depressed, I been smoking too much tree
But maybe the broccoli is good for me
They not your friends, they just pretending
You not my friend, nigga, just say that
There's no reason for all the fake kicking
Bitch gon' need to buy a ticket, the little bitch can't even get in
The goth trap off limits, she just investigating for the CIA
I think I fucked her, big chain swinging like Flavor Flav
Fucking on a goth bitch from the rave, you know she a slut
And my flame stick came with the set up, I had to set that bitch up

[Verse 3: Sunshine Christo]
You can resist all you can, but you are attracted
You love my swag, don't lie, please stop capping
You want to be my friend, but you be just pretending
Just say something, I won't be offended
You be shy and shit, I get it sort of
Talking to new people can be awkward like Nora
You got to a find a common ground to start off of
Then over time y'all can move up
I'm just trying to build bridges, they be trying to burn them
They say the future is bright, I want to know when
I think if we was friends, that'd be powerful
Who could stop us, I don't think anyone could

[Verse 4: $wipeBanditGøth]
Niggas not your friends, they turn like a fan
Starving for some bands, living in the trash can
Came in like a muscle man, gun in my hand
At my door like my dad, domestic violence
The Glock do domestic violence, I ain't put a hand on her
But them bullets smacked her like a rhino
Somebody go start a GoFundMe for that ho'
The way she dress like a slut, you would've thought she was from Frisco
Black cowboy, you can call me Cisco, thugging, ten toes down in the Citgo
Rottweilers, I'm hanging out with Pitbull's
Nerd homie, he been kind of rude, he might just have a set up or two
The nerd homie came in with the set up, I'm thugging just like James Bond
007', came in with the weapon, $adBøyGøth with the great depression
$wipeBanditGøth, but my bitch listen to Led Zeppelin
I can buy her shit, but a ticket to heaven or a ticket to Hell
I'm racist, I hate niggas just like Jim Crow
Flame stick, something like a scarecrow
I'm cocky, I don't need a lame bitch
I'm cocky, I'm conceited like the president
I'm arrogant, and I'm hanging with the ignorant's
I'm heaven sent, I'm something like a blessing, bitch
Devil sent, and I came to steal the Christmas gifts
Somebody should've warned her before she tried to play with me
Senile, the bitch must be ludicrous
She delusional if she thought I came with a Christmas gift
Niggas is not your friends, they just pretending
Backstabbing crossers, and I hang out with pretenders
Pretenders, and fake kickers, ice breakers
And I came in with a judgment maker
Bullets hurt, ask her if she can tell you about that