Flex on Christmas Songtext
von Yung Gravy

What′s good baby?
It's holiday season!
Kinda sad Thanksgiving′s over, but you know, it's all good
Still got Christmas

I get up in it
You know I eat my spinach (hey!)
Tryna stay nutritious 'cause I gotta flex on Christmas
Bring the litness (Gravy Train)
Yo′ momma is a witness
Gold chain with the turtleneck ′cause it's Christmas
Got the ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, ice
All I want for Christmas is some
Ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, ice
Bitch

You know what else I would ask for Christmas, baby


All I want for Christmas is some ice (ay)
Look down at my wrist, it look like the Northern Lights (hey!)
Sugar with the spice, bitch
Everything nice, bitch
I pull up my sleeve, it feel like I hit the light switch (woah)

I feel that Christmas weather so I got my crispy sweater
Sippin′ on some scotch while I write yo' bitch a letter
′Bout how I'm better
And how I got this cheddar
Yung Gravy, how you so fuckin′ clever?
Watchin' ink drippin' off my pen feather
Got a girl you need finessed?
It would be my pleasure

I get up in it, you know I eat my spinach (ay)
Tryna stay nutritious ′cause I gotta flex on Christmas
Bring the litness (Gravy Train)
Yo′ momma is a witness
Gold chain with the turtleneck 'cause it′s Christmas
Got the ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, ice
All I want for Christmas is some
Ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, ice
Bitch

Well, I hope you guys enjoyed what we brought you today
Merry Christmas


Bitch, I ain't finished
My side bitch is a gymnast
Before I lay the pipe I gotta stretch for thirty minutes
′Cause it's Christmas
She can do it by herself
But she got real excited when I dressed up like an elf (hoo-hoo!)
You know I got the whole outfit (woah)
Bells on my kicks just so I can see some tits

Lickety split
Fuck around and make a snowman on yo′ bitch
That's some shit
This time of year I'm usually pourin′ eggnog on some tits
Bitch