Nightmare Before Christmas Lyrics

Graaah

Ayy

Ayy

I see niggas think they dogs, but they frauds

If they ask me if they know me, not at all

Through the fog, Prince Charming in a swamp full of frogs

Never scared to set it off, lettin' niggas know they lost

And if it costs to be the boss, you can see it in my cloth

Royal drippy with the sauce, fingers crossed

Praying on my downfall, no, not at all

Diamonds like Niagara Falls, I'ma get it till it's gone

And I ain't stoppin' gettin' gas, bitch, I'm runnin' off on empty

Got a ho tryna be my wifey on my line, but won't convince me

That's the way up in my city, keep a pole when shit get fishy

Got me spinnin' till I'm, ayy

Got me spinnin' till I'm dizzy, I'll be damned if they forget me

Lately, shit be gettin' chippy, really iffy

Lord forgive me, dodgin' ugly energy for pretty pennies

While you lyin', you ain't even been that busy

At all

With the right push, I can see me flyin' off the shelves

Ballin' hard, shootin' like I'm Kobe Bryant with no help

Flowin' out of space, feelin' like Orion on the belt

Y'all just rap what you imagine, I just rap just how I feel and how I felt

Niggas mad cause I don't feel when niggas felt

I just deal when niggas dealt, then I gave them boys the belt

I'm outside, but I'm in stealth mode, makin' shorty melt

If I try to leave, I might need a S.O.S. for help

Tryna dodge another shorty, tryna keep me to herself

What is love, fallin' for it, detrimental to my health, yeah

I see niggas think they dogs, but they frauds

If they ask me if they know me, not at all

Through the fog, Prince Charmin' in a swamp full of frogs

Never scared to set it off, lettin' niggas know they lost

And if it costs to be the boss, you can see it in my cloth

Royal drippy with the sauce, fingers crossed

Prayin' on my downfall, no, not at all

Diamonds like Niagara Falls, I'ma get it till its

I'ma get it till its

Ayy, I'ma get it till its

You niggas is ass backwards, I'm spittin' out mathematics

I'm way above class average, and that's for the backpackers and bag packers

Real G shit, I'm on that status, I'm back at it

You other niggas just bad at it, I come from crack addicts

Cracked attics and mass stabbings and mass shootings

Backstabbers don't know who to trust

Never with the computer love, bad bitches gotta get used to us

And I can tell you need subtitles and closed captions

No cappin', I'm grade A from below average

Anything you thinkin' bout doin' to me, it won't happen

You not at all savage

I'm never threatened by the height of your progression

I'm killin' studio sessions, I'll get to you in a second

All dogs don't go to heaven, these niggas too overzealous

I'll follow you to the precious for real

God threw his toughest battles to the boy in the field

Roaches gettin' indestructible and harder to kill

Lately like the runnin' rapid, gettin' too unreal

The nightmare before Christmas, put your spine on chills

I see niggas think they dogs, but they frauds

If they ask me if they know me, not at all

Through the fog, Prince Charming in a swamp full of frogs

Never scared to set it off, lettin' niggas know they lost

And if it costs to be the boss, you can see it in my cloth

Royal drippy with the sauce, fingers crossed

Prayin' on my downfall, no, not at all

Diamonds like Niagara Falls, I'ma get it till it's