(If you not Ball Hog, then die)
L-Lil' boy, he ain't notice me,
p-popped out in all black
Know you see Ball Hog emojis all up on your ass
We-We gon' spank all our fuckin' opps,
we put belt to ass
They like, "'Tect, you a ball hog,
you don't never pass"
We gotta put this car in park real quick,
I gotta roll some gas
St-Stomp my opps,
I feel like Nardo Wick and I don't feel bad
Fell in love with my Micro Draco 'cause it clap
This ho burnt out,
I don't wanna talk no more, you trash
I say, "Bye, bitch"
I ain't hit the airport, I need to fly private
Told twin, "Get your passport, we finna hit Japan"
I woke up one day, flexed up like I'm the man
This ho tryna check up,
I showed her ass these bands
'Tect gon' hit you from the nеck up,
gon' leave your ass in pain
Put my jersеy in the rafters, arena scream my name
They like, "'Tect, I'm fuckin' proud of you,
done put on for the gang"
You did it, 'Tect, you done did it (Yeah, yeah)
You done ran your racks up,
you chasin' a million (Yeah, yeah)
I gotta worry 'bout my mom in my ear trippin' (Hell no)
Ball Hog and I make my shots too, I ain't missin'
Nigga on my dick bad, tryna get me to diss him
He tryna get free promo, he won't get attention
My Glock is a homo, bitch came with a dick, yeah
Seein' shit in slow-mo, I'm off all these trips, yeah
Lil' boy, he ain't notice me,
popped out in all black
Know you see Ball Hog emojis all up on your ass
We gon' spank all our fuckin' opps,
we put belt to ass
They like, "'Tect, you a ball hog,
you don't never pass"
We gotta put this car in park real quick,
I gotta roll some gas
Stomp my opps,
I feel like Nardo Wick and I don't feel bad
Fell in love with my Micro Draco 'cause it clap
This ho burnt out,
I don't wanna talk no more, you trash
I say, "Bye, bitch"
I-I ain't hit the airport, I need to fly private
Told twin, "Get your passport,
we finna hit Japan"
I woke up one day, flexed up like I'm the man
This ho tryna check up,
I showed her ass these bands
'Tect gon' hit you from the neck up,
gon' leave your ass in pain
Put my jersey in the rafters, arena scream my name
They like, "'Tect, I'm fuckin' proud of you,
done put on for the gang"
You did it, 'Tect, you done did it (Yeah, yeah)
You done ran your racks up,
you chasin' a million (Yeah, yeah)
I gotta worry 'bout my mom in my ear trippin' (Hell no)
Ball Hog and I make my shots too, I ain't missin'
Nigga on my dick bad, tryna get me to diss him
He tryna get free promo, he won't get attention