swag ballhog

Lyrics

[Intro] I feel like Picasso, I nut in the dimp' I feel like I'm Ross, cuz I paint then I dip (It's not blood, I swear) Bitch, this Draco it came with a clip And a whole lot of bullets, bitch, you better be quick (It's not blood, I s–) Bitch, extended check up on the Trues Lil bitch, I'm not Crippin' I don't got a clue (It's not blood, I swear) Bitch, I'm off of the shrooms, I'm wearing the blue Diss ass, he went the news (It's not blood, I swear) (I hate summer) [Bridge] I hate summer (Swag Cartel) Yeah, I could go for some blood (Swag Cartel) (Swag Cartel) [Verse 1] Ay, yuh (It's not blood, I swear) Takin' yo' shit then I'm hoggin' the ball With a hook to his face, man, I'm takin' jaw (It's not blood, I swear) Crushin' the Oxy, I put in my blunt And then crossin' my eyes and I'm feelin' like Kars Bitches be hurtin' me, get off my balls And they blowin' my phone, got them ringin' like Saw And they blowin' my phone while I'm hittin' a lick And I'm downing the Dawn and it got me real sick I got me a bitch and she holdin' my blick I gave her the titty, she dumb on the dick Found out she was cheatin', I bet on that shit Raped down on his ass, he left with a limp I feel like Picasso, I nut in the dimp' I feel like I'm Rosco, I paint then I dip (It's not blood, I swear) Bitch, this Draco it came with a clip And a whole lot of bullets, bitch, you better be quick (It's not blood, I s–) Bitch, extended check up on the Trues Lil bitch, I'm not Crippin' I don't got a clue (It's not blood, I swear) Bitch, I'm off of the shrooms, I'm wearing the blue Diss ass, he went the news (It's not blood, I s–) I don't give a fuck 'bout yo' crew, go tie you a noose I'm cryin' I got Jimmy Choo's Nigga, we just like the Nazi's, not fuckin' with Jews Don't worry, I act like a fool [Chorus] Ay, yuh (Oh, hell no) Takin' yo' shit then I'm hoggin' the ball With a hook to his face, man, I'm takin' jaw Crushin' the Oxy, I put in my blunt And then crossin' my eyes and I'm feelin' like Kars Bitches be hurtin' me, get off my balls And they blowin' my phone, got them ringin' like Saw And they blowin' my phone while I'm hittin' a lick And I'm downing the Dawn and it got me real sick I got me a bitch and she holdin' my blick I gave her the titty, she dumb on the dick Found out she was cheatin', I bet on that shit Raped down on his ass, he left with a limp I feel like Picasso, I nut in the dimp' I feel like I'm Ross, cuz I paint then I dip (It's not blood, I swear) Bitch, this Draco it came with a clip And a whole lot of bullets, bitch, you better be quick [Outro] Swag Cartel, from the block, to your speakers, bitch Yall niggas didn't start shit, nigga (raews I,) The fuck? Like bro, niggas was... bro (Nothing) (raews I, doolb ton) For one niggas can't Jerk (Nothing) (raews I, doolb ton) For two, niggas wasn't Jerkin' when niggas was Jerkin' (raews I, doolb ton) (Nothing) For three, man, yall was in New York, nigga yall was enlightened when we was Jerkin', yall (raews-raews I,)