作曲 : Mark Taylor
It’s cold as **** and my fingers hurt again
Black ice on the roads, I crashed again
Slammed in to a fire hydrant
I wish you were that fire hydrant
Eggnog in my glass tryna hide it
Wish you were by my side in the highland
She a nutcracker like the night end
I see green red dot by the nightstand

Oh my god, my hands finna fall off
What the ****, turn the heater back on
Burning up fresh cash
Cold like the cobra clutch
**** Jack Frost, you ****ing bitch
You can pull up right now
With yo c-carrot
****ing long ass giant carrot nose
You can't even smell outta that shit

Christmas sucks without you, I hate it
Chase vodka with champagne till faded
Christmas sucks without you, I hate it
Christmas sucks without you, I hate it
Chase vodka with champagne till faded
3 a.m., 3 more till I'm wasted
Better off without me like raisins
Oh my god, my hands finna fall off
What the ****, turn the heater back on
Burning up fresh cash
Cold like the cobra clutch
**** Jack Frost 'cause his nose is too long
Too long

All I want for Christmas is someone
Hold me down like the stones around my ankles
Hide your gifts underneath the table
Maybe love isn't for me 'cause I'm just too unstable
**** Christmas, I'm not even catholic
I can't quit the nicotine 'cause I'm a ****ing addict
Said no smoke, still fresh in the fabric
93 came to New York, didn't know it'd be that break
Yeah, I think I'm sick of the limelight
I don't wanna be in the limelight
I need to sleep with a night light
The demons come out in the night time
I never wanna go outside
I never wanna see sunlight
My diamonds they twinkle like stars in the night sky

This Christmas I've had bitches always hitting my phone
But this Christmas swear to god
I've never felt this alone, oh
Christmas sucks without you, I hate it
Chase vodka with champagne till faded
Christmas sucks without you, I hate it
I hate it