Nothing Good

(We don't do no gossip) Tick tick Tick tick [Verse 1: Michael Christmas] I got this PS2 controlled wrapped around my foot Its lit (its lit) When I get up I'm gon' trip Shoulda seen it but I slipped Its ok, its (?) Call these hoes and call my friends Either that or play the Sims Listening to (?) Might get drunk and try to whip (whip) (?) hella different I get money just to spit Writing 16's like its essays Now my homework coming in Know my teachers would be proud I still know how to count to ten Doing PEMDAS for the check to make sure the owners didn't skimp Gotta pay my rent, dipping in the Uber or the Lyft Throwing bones like Ludacris when I'm off the spliff I'm in my era, spiked green tea in a moshpit And we not out for tabloid pictures We don't do no gossip (Tick tick) [Bridge: Michael Christmas] We don't do no gossip, we don't do no gossip We don't do no gossip, we don't do no gossip We don't do no gossip, we don't do no gossip We don't do no gossip, we don't do no gossip [Verse 2: Michael Christmas] I meet my maker, I'm telling him to his face Thanks for all the gifts you gave Sad 'bout all the friends you take I get fucked up when I'm by myself My movements in the shade I be smoking, eating Chinese food, Weeds season 8 Tom Brady, Randy Moss Lady Parts gon' make the toss Them other rappers catching balls, pause That's on god I'm Daryl Dawkins, chocolate thunder With my afro having Boston accent Half a beer, chug it