But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good
I got seven dragon balls and i wish a nigga would!
Cut out your livers gizzards and balls
They calling me often to offer me walls
But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada
You ain't got the balls to write and spit a dissin record do ya?
So take my bat and these base balls
Huh, a metaphor of course
Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see
Tell her we got big dicks, how 'bout him, you, and me
Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police
Dicks whipped out of our kecs, watch the crowd retreat and freeze,
Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche
And in less than half an hour, she'll be licking on the balls
Got racks, ain’t talking tits
Then i stabbed in their dicks
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