This is a song about "Santa muerte"

I aint santa, but i know know know

This one right here for polo

We got some lsd at santa cruz

One time for the girls with the right shoes

Got so lit thought i was a kid and hid it; didn't want santa to see

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

Santa loves some but in brooklyn, he dodged us.

I've mastered this ask of me, my raff ain't practice

In the "city of lights", it's hard to see clear

See santa coming on a reindeer

In these new lebron viiis, you are just a witness

I guess santa knew what i wanted that christmas

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Your bitch greet me like i'm santa clause, mouth water