[Verse 1]
f** Christmas, f** this sh**
Stick my dick in a box, f** this gift
You sleeping, that's the cousin of d**h
I take every gift under the tree 'til it ain't none left
I'm a mean one, call me Mr.Grinch
Unwashed socks, the Glock make n***as flinch
Thief by night that'll f** up your day
Wash my nuts with your toothbrush you have it on display
I don't give a sh**, I ain't getting sh**
I hate spitting this plus I hate St.Nicholas
You wake up while I'm taking your sh**
That's when I smack blood out your little innocent b**h
Candy cane, ain't no 'caine in the candy
Just some sugary bullsh**, the tree look fancy
f** you and your Christmas tree
I'm the Grinch, you call me P
Motherf**ers!
[Hook]
You're a foul one
You're a nasty Mr.Grinch
[Verse 2]
Was the night before Christmas, and all through the P's
Was a motherf**ing thief and his name was P
He still sell d** and occasionally shoot sh**
Don't ho ho ho's, but he stay in some new kicks
I'll be back with Easter, I like to choke rabbits
But now I'm with Rudolph, he got a coke habit
Better believe P wordplay
Almost feel guilty cause it's Jesus' birthday
P!
[Hook]