swag ballhog

[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,)