[Chorus]

Get off my ball sack small rat

I’ll melt ya skin with a verse, paramedics leave you in gauze wrap

You caused that flappin' ya lips like you Don Juan

Next time close ya mouth when my song's on

Get off my ball sack small rat

I’ll melt ya skin with a verse, paramedics leave you in gauze wrap

You caused that flappin' ya lips like you Don Juan

Next time close ya mouth when my song's on

[Verse 1]

Semi’s the same don that spat lines and stayed calm

When I rage on lay siege, missiles and napalm

Drop flows like A bombs

Shortie's hear the eloquence and face palm its opposite of Drake songs

You might spot me in a new tux

I like women with fine shape and huge butts, fine taste and youth 'cuz

I’m feelin' like a rich a don

Women approach, I get kissed on for making sick songs

Fist drawn

I’m Rocky in the meat locker

Its weed and wheat lager when the streets prosper

Make the front of the newspaper my crews favored

My true nature is too major dude later

You’ll get slapped quick for spittin’ that wack shit

You’re challenged mentally, so we can’t even match wit

I’ll leave ya brain floatin', I’m like sniffin' glue after hazardous chain smokin' foreal you lames jokin'

You’re just a biter dawg everything I drop you copy

I’ll you hit with a Shoryuken then a Tatsumaki

I was diggin' crates you was diggin' ya fat nose, I rap flows and mack hoes, after rap shows

Yo its the frag thrower marijuana bag blower

I’m like Jin Kazama with hands just a tad slower

My pen flow like curves on a slim hoe, the gems glow, patterns like Big Pun in Twins bro

[Chorus]

Get off my ball sack small rat

I’ll melt ya skin with a verse, paramedics leave you in gauze wrap

You caused that flappin' ya lips like you Don Juan

Next time close ya mouth when my song's on

[Verse 2]

Yo its the rap Steve Austin a stone cold stunner

Spittin' fly, sittin' high, rose gold Hummer

I crossover, spin the basketball on my index for ten secs been fresh smokin' while I chin press

Foreign ladies pourin' Bailey's near the poolside, Sasha Grey half naked down the pool slide

I hold the mic like a pimp holds a whores waist, give me more space its no room for poor taste

Damn, I suggest you book a hotel, Aventus Creed how my clothes smell hoes yell

The west side where I settle hun, niggas carry metal guns, rebels sons sippin' on Ketel Ones

The flows nasty like bukkake ya crews sloppy, while dudes copy the style I’m sippin’ cool sake

Semi Six is more poised than you, you’ll need paramedics and the boys and blue when I poison you

[Chorus]

Get off my ball sack small rat

I’ll melt ya skin with a verse, paramedics leave you in gauze wrap

You caused that flappin' ya lips like you Don Juan

Next time close ya mouth when my song's on