Rexx Life Raj - Mistletoe lyrics

[Verse 1: Rexx Life Raj] Look Know I been the man since a lunch box Coming up, we ain't ever think about a masters We was tryna master a jump shot Or find a hole behind a run block But know I had a special team like it's plimp block But our special T was a punchline Tryna make a stick like a gumdrop But we'll cut a b**h like a lunch line We'll cut a b**h like a n***a used to cut out cla** To puff and pa**, with my bro If you bring that hoe, she better bring some cash She can't freeload off my smoke Know my ego been on swole Watermelon head with a wallet that reciprocated Ay, I got a long way to go but the way they talk to me is like a n***a made it, f** no Sleep for the weak, n***as knowing what I'm loved for RIP to Mack, keep it cut though Just a Berkeley n***a probably tripping, throwing peace signs f**ing with some k**ers from the East Side Oh, and crease ground for everybody that's squished up They lost hope when we hit a hiccup You gave me doubts, hom' when I just needed a pickup Now I'm like an F-150 doing chinups f** n***as, all I got is this Rexx Life sh** Giving out diamonds, I've been dropping gems like Bruh, you don't see the treasure chest right here Emoji prayer hands, we bless right here Remnants from white girls who left right here Cocaine and Jamie, it's a mess right here Woah, but no judgements The way I'm raining on n***as hope your timeline flooded, ay [Hook: Rexx Life Raj] I've been making waves, all these n***as know We too old to be broke, I've been getting dough They katted in the past, you know n***as hoes Now they stop and kiss my a**, mistletoe [Verse 2: Ymtk] f** a million times in a week, we don't even speak Hit her with a text for the creek, make the kitty leak Make her knees weak, she make out with my mini-me Sick of that, make her my dick as a remedy Roll it up, burn it we coughing the k**er weed Pour it at the tip, we sipping the Hennessy I'm in it to win it, so I'm in it deep In a minute we just take it where I need Now roll up, chops, and chop down in a tree I never trust cops, but I cop police Drums and I make beats, make headers, make stanky faces when we take leaks See that's the sh**, just smell me She just kiss and tell me, I got the doors locked up so that b**h embel me Oh, I'm in the motherf**ing house Hop in all these motherf**ing couches, blouses Y'all just some motherf**ing slouches Trash, all you n***as sound like roaches Oscars, you'd probably win that If m.a.d.d was a rodent, you'd probably get casted Ba**es, every single song we just put it in the casket Get blasted, then it's ashes to ashes Making these waves 'til we tip over your raft b**h, cuz both our a**es, n***a, me and Raji [Hook: Rexx Life Raj] I've been making waves, all these n***as know We too old to be broke, I've been getting dough They katted in the past, you know n***as hoes Now they stop and kiss my a**, mistletoe [Outro: Instrumental]