[Intro]
X on the beat

[Chorus]
It's Christmas, 25/12
They already asked me what I'll want
Inside my house a friend brought me
A dope PSG t-shirt
There will be cookies, there will be panettone
There will be relatives mistaking my name
I made a playlist on my phone
I just won't play that Simone song

[Verse]
I remember those homies that didn't even say hi at the school gate
Now they text me Merry Christmas just bеcause they're borеd
You make so many clichés in your rhymes that I can't even take it seriously
I'm flying just like a reindeer, you know, I'm doing an air tour
I already replaced the steering wheel of my car and I'm driving it with a garland
If you want a gift, let me know so we prepare one and send it to you
This Christmas I'm gonna set up my tree with blue balls
I even got ice on my wrist to feel the weather of the South Pole
I got a beanie and a Chloé bag, I rise to the top and I don't need a sleigh
Meanwhile Santa Claus comes through the chimney, wearing a pair of Oakley glasses
Jingle bells, but it's not Belém, as I said in that song from Prince
Fish on my money bill and on my table, I got eighty listeners on Spotify
This requires quality, for those who don't have it, I can't lend it
Whoever wants to collab, try to find me, I left my Insta private and I'ma disable my WhatsApp
Look like a foreign celeb, but I'm an underground rapper, I got a style that's hard to find
They post my songs on TikTok and I get some racks, I guess I should afford a trip
[Chorus]
It's Christmas, 25/12
They already asked me what I'll want
Inside my house a friend brought me
A dope PSG t-shirt
There will be cookies, there will be panettone
There will be relatives mistaking my name
I made a playlist on my phone
I just won't play that Simone song