Naughty ft. Dbangz Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2020
Lyrics
Don’t mean no disrespect
But I came here to collect
Got baddies all around me
And I’m dripping down my neck
Jacket with the works, gucci on my shirt
Know I did it first, krampus on the way and everybody cursed
Look I go berserk, December 25th
Better stay up out the way
If Krampus pull up, that’s a murder case
Ain’t nobody safe, bodies in a hearse
Who can get it first
Gahdamn
Another one missing again
Watch how I flip it again
Aw man
You shoulda stuck with ya friends
You boutta meet yo end
Who want the smoke
I get a target
I go for the throat
Killing em all, without leaving a note
I need me a Grammy, like murder she wrote
Don’t play with that boy, Nah he ain’t no joke
Whips with the chains, nah I wouldn’t provoke
Gruss Vom Krampus
(Yeah)
I walk up to ya face
Let em know
Where they gotta go
I let all ya girls get a taste
Ya they like the snow
Pull on yo Grammy uh uh
Hello Tammy uh
They throwing all they panties uh uh
Hella baddies uh
Uh
There’s been a murder on campus
Ain’t nobody got the answers
Whole class go bananas
Somebody shut off the cameras
They don’t even know about Krampus
Just murdered a boy named Francis
Got bodies from bay up to Kansas
I just did critical damage
I don’t give a fuck about none of those murderers you niggas can’t even manage
And why’all skills outdated like a Game boy advances
When my body count keeps advancing they like Krampus what happened
Uh I fell off back then like 96 then I got back in
Yeah yeah
All of my monsters they fuckin with nobody
If he start talking that shit it’s a cold body
I knew that all of my goons yeah we so naughty
Section boy brought out his Bugatti
He thought his ass was leaving with two hotties
He got a smile on I’m thinking he to jolly Krampus in the building catching a few bodies
(Yeah)
I walk up to ya face
Let em know
Where they gotta go
I let all ya girls get a taste
Ya they like the snow
Pull up on yo Grammy uh uh
Hello Tammy uh
They throwing all they panties uh uh
Hella baddies uh
Look
They send me to get em
So naughty I’m evil
Pull up and I gotta murder the people
Krampus get on
Scream and they holla
Get em excited like meeting Madonna
Pull out my list
Time for the slaughter
Clock is ticking
Pray for your daughter
Got coal? it’s Christmas
Whipped clean like dishes uh
No time for the gimmicks
I ain’t no Saint Nick
Don’t mess with me
If you can’t take it
Hold up y’all gotta run
Doing this all for the fun
Mess up your done
Making yo body go numb
Got em lined up
Issa 2 for 1
Shawty she got the kombucha bums
Uh
Got innuendos and I’m in ya window
I don’t mess with no sketchy bimbos
And If you tryna talk hit my Venmo
Black Rari no benzo
Yo girl hit me I stay semi automatic
W/ the Patek who want static
Pull out rabbits issa habit
So Houdini with the magic
(Yeah)
I walk up to ya face
Let em know
Where they gotta go
I let all ya girls get a taste
Ya they like the snow
Pull up on yo Grammy uh uh
Hello Tammy uh
They throwing all they panties uh uh
Hella baddies uh