Ball Sack

Get off my ball sack Haters always gonna crawl back Acting like I'm gone respond back My shit way over your head like a jaw strap This one for my dawgs, yeah Called your momma a bitch this morning Then filled my bong up with piss then smoked it Pulled the thong a chick then broke it She got all fucking pissed, out spoken I said nah girl don't trip, girl hold it Let me talk for minute, I'll go quick Can I rub my balls on your lip, drenched all in Sweat after ball from the gym, they soaking I got a problem a bit, when ever hoes holla for dick I offer mine quick, then I D them up like I'm Rodman and Pipp Stopping a pick, I admit sometimes I've lost common sense My girl wanna go through my texts again They non existent like Hilarys messages She wanna be what I represent, settle in She want everything to be heaven sent Mad like I hadn't smoked in a day or two Me and my homies yeah we toke just to make it through Some niggas hate, they buy pussy through paperview Now the company know that you into anal too My lyrics I slay themm they fatal ooo What's real hip hop and who made the rules? Can't talk bout sick stuff like slim shady do? Honestly I've been sayin f*ck since the age of two Get off my ball sack Haters always gonna crawl back Acting like I'm gone respond back My shit way over your head like a jaw strap This one for my dawgs, yeah