"Ball Hog Summer" lyrics
Nigga dick ridin' 'cause he mad
Just walked in here with Ball Hogs, you can tell we rich and glad
Better hope we don't see that nigga, 'cause we do, might beat his ass
We walked in here with cash, I'm grabbin' my bitch ass
My car so low, it drag
Put fire on his bitch-ass
Got bands inside my stash
We snagged him up, get grabbed
Boy, give up, throw that flag, 'cause this shit could end bad
That swag you got been had
That cash you got been had
I'm in NYC with twin swervin' around, this bitch go stupid fast
My car got some tints and you can't see me with your lookin'-ass
Just grabbin' shit right off the rack, give me this and give me that
Givenchy Chito, I like that
Watch your mouth, lil' nigga, you ain't like that
Punch a pussy boy in his chest, make him cough up a lung or somethin'
Nigga think he can try the gang, lil' boy must be dumb or somethin'
It was so cold this winter, so we 'bout to pose and make it a hot-ass summer
I buy so many clothes, I'm always on the road, that's why I might look bummy
Broke-ass boy not funny, huh, I got cash, hoes love me
.33 spark, it sound like thunder
Can't wait to catch his dumb ass and jump him
I got paper like Dunder, this finna be a lil' Ball Hog summer
Nigga dick ridin' 'cause he mad
Just walked in here with Ball Hogs, you can tell we rich and glad
Better hope we don't see that nigga, 'cause we do, might beat his ass
We walked in here with cash, I'm grabbin' my bitch ass
My car so low, it drag
Put fire on his bitch-ass
Got bands inside my stash
We snagged him up, get grabbed
Boy, give up, throw that flag, 'cause this shit could end bad
That swag you got been had
That cash you got been had
Just walked in here with Ball Hogs, you can tell we rich and glad
Better hope we don't see that nigga, 'cause we do, might beat his ass
We walked in here with cash, I'm grabbin' my bitch ass
My car so low, it drag
Put fire on his bitch-ass
Got bands inside my stash
We snagged him up, get grabbed
Boy, give up, throw that flag, 'cause this shit could end bad
That swag you got been had
That cash you got been had
I'm in NYC with twin swervin' around, this bitch go stupid fast
My car got some tints and you can't see me with your lookin'-ass
Just grabbin' shit right off the rack, give me this and give me that
Givenchy Chito, I like that
Watch your mouth, lil' nigga, you ain't like that
Punch a pussy boy in his chest, make him cough up a lung or somethin'
Nigga think he can try the gang, lil' boy must be dumb or somethin'
It was so cold this winter, so we 'bout to pose and make it a hot-ass summer
I buy so many clothes, I'm always on the road, that's why I might look bummy
Broke-ass boy not funny, huh, I got cash, hoes love me
.33 spark, it sound like thunder
Can't wait to catch his dumb ass and jump him
I got paper like Dunder, this finna be a lil' Ball Hog summer
Nigga dick ridin' 'cause he mad
Just walked in here with Ball Hogs, you can tell we rich and glad
Better hope we don't see that nigga, 'cause we do, might beat his ass
We walked in here with cash, I'm grabbin' my bitch ass
My car so low, it drag
Put fire on his bitch-ass
Got bands inside my stash
We snagged him up, get grabbed
Boy, give up, throw that flag, 'cause this shit could end bad
That swag you got been had
That cash you got been had
