This is a song about "No balls bop"

She blushed, the clothes came off, and i bust heri'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block

Our songs makes heads pop, an nans ganster bop, limp walking round like they just got shot,

I got that mass appeal

Man it's cold as balls here

Spb dont fuck around with no 8 balls we selling keys

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

Black fours red drop head doors

Now im doing cannon balls

Like beep boop beep bop these rhyme can get yo girl off

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

Given us the fruits of liberation from your toil

My balls get lubed in oil

Bout that green like baby bop

Fuck you cop, you can nibble my cock

My home was broken by wreckin' balls

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts