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onlyfans 2 (feat. kanye southeast) - mini ballsack lyrics

[intro * lil b*llsack and kanye southeast]

yo did you sample this sh*t from sonic and knuckles

[verse 1 * lil b*llsack]

i k!ll babies i got rabies and im gonna give you aids, see
punchin grandmas on black friday so i can get extra tvs
push my mother down the stairs because she named me f*cking stevie
i got hoes in all my dms they be suckin on my p*n*s
b*tches catfishin me pretending they
i got like 16 different dollars and i cash none of them
i got like 18 different b*tches, they all f*ck different men

snortin coke off of his man tits and im popping the molly
b*llsack unpredictable, b*tches say that i’m crazy
called my uncle f*cking slurs cause he was too f*ckin lazy

(no f*ckin’ lie man, i actually did it)

[verse 2 * mini wheat]

showed him my d*ck, and his mouth got salivary

called this girl up, asked if she was a dom

feel like pac*man the way i munch these b*lls

shakin’ up the trailer park with these dudes that i bone
[verse 3 * lil b*llsack]

beat all the fellas meat, cause you know i be a player
if you happen to be g*y, just remember i am g*yer
remember kids, don’t pay your taxes
don’t go spittin’ sh*tty raps
and if you say my rhymes are p*ss
you will get a cease and desist

[verse 4 * kanye southeast]

i nut inside your girl, she was wetter than niagra

sink all competition, like titanic hit that iceberg
cause i’m crazy, so nutty you could call me lil b*llsack
somebody try and diss me but i’m sayin’ “who the f*ck’s that?”
if i’m so sh*t at rapping where the f*ck’s your five subscribers?
b*tch was so dead after s*x i had a med team to revive her
makin’ h*lla cash, on my f*ckin’ onlyfans
this b*tch is tryna jerk me off, but she ain’t got no hands!
you could call me a matress the way these labels sleepin’ on me

(what the f*ck, man)
[verse 5 * mini wheat]

b*tches suckin’ on my p*n*s,
and i’m suckin’ on his nipples, clappin’ cheeks yeah that’s a ripple, yuh
call out yo boy sony, said we ain’t playin’ no games

[verse 6 * lil b*llsack]

bartholomew got more heat than a f*ckin’ microwave
yall are sleepin’ on my talent, yo, but b*tch i’m wide awake
sold my d*ck pics on my etsy, cause i made ’em myself
yo girl she want my lil b*llsack all because of this wealth
i keep makin’ all this bread, like a god d*mn bakery
put some seasonin’ on my d*ck, yo, my sh*t be savory

we make money like no other on that grind until we dead

- mini ballsack lyrics

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