Ballout Boy

We the motherfuckin Ballout boyz You don't know Don't f*ck with the Ballout boyz Thats fo sho Make you dance like the fall out boyz Thats a go Got you all callin out your boyz Gang loco I'm gettin chains to my elbows Gang of all weirdos Helmut lang in my wardrobe Last name on my new clothes Fame we don't need those Hate and we got more Stain like our new flows Suga cane like you white hoes No ass that's a real fo Grass multi colour maki rolls Tabs cuz we got it all froze Boss status and everybody knows Ballout we live it fo sho Bitches they cum and they go Geekin and tweekin silly hoes Loose screw for knife oh no We the motherfuckin Ballout boyz You don't know Don't f*ck with the Ballout boyz That's fo sho Make you dance like the fall out boyz That's a go Got you all callin out your boyz Gang loco Bad bish she gone and jus wake up Yeah never gone eat that cake up Careful what you gone make up Eyes everywhere triangle take up Shooters that ride and don't say much Dangerous leave you without a touch Bi lingual bitches even a vegan bunch Serve the beef as I get it a haters lunch I'm perfecting my craft Yo finish product my draft Screamin yo trash I laugh My finished product yo last I'm living life so fast 23 Out run yo past 8 Seconds a mile on the dash Gone in 60 seconds Nicolas cage cash