Hittin' my phone, yeah
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This Christmas I got bitches always hittin' my phone
But they don't give a fuck about me they just know that I'm on
I hear the sleigh bells ringin' as I'm singin' this song
I just wanna say I'm sorry for all that I did wrong

All I got up on my wish list is someone that will stay
Like why the fuck everyone leave me at the end of the day
Feel like a doll behind the glass cus my whole life's on display
Snowflakes dancing on my back wood riding low in the sleigh

I hate this time of year cus nothing ever feels the same
Memories of better days
Getting harder to explain
Why I stay awake at night
And go to sleep during the day
Feel like Rudolph when they didn't let him play no reindeer games

Ho ho hoes all under my mistletoe
Ice cold smoke baby you already know
North pole kush got me higher than santa
Lean in my eggnog I won't fuck with fanta