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lirik lagu the real lil ballsack – lil ballsack

[intro]

(lil b*llsack on the beat)

[chorus]

fella tryna f*ck with me i tell em suck my smallensacker
i’m the one and only legit bartholomew ballensacker (lil b*llsack on the beat)
comin from the trailer park yeah i be an authentic cracker
making all this money i be the og hillbilly rapper

[verse 1]

making all this bread yo cause i’m selling crack
tryna say i fell off but yo i’m f*ckin back
kevin tryna talk sh*t, but yo i f*cked his b*tch
tryna jack my flow, yo you shoulda jacked my d*ck
smoking h*lla rocks, and i’m suckin h*lla c*cks
cause i’m g*y as f*ck, and i pull up on yo blocks
mr. steal yo girl, b*tch, mr. steal yo mans
i be sucking his d*ck, and you just holdin his hands
b*tch you in his dms, but now i be in his bed
i’m up six zero, f*cked yo b*tch and now i’m making more bread
b*tch you wanna f*ck with me? in this bag i got 6 nines
six nine yo b*tch then she leave you, then she gonna be mine
keep yo f*ckin sh*t away from me, don’t text me don’t complain to me
cause now i got yo b*tch and all you fellas be the same to me
keep my name out yo mouth cause yo you never getting signed by me
so get out of my inbox saying “b*llsack ain’t reply to me”
[chorus]

fella tryna f*ck with me i tell em suck my smallensacker
i’m the one and only legit bartholomew ballensacker
comin from the trailer park yeah i be an authentic cracker
making all this money i be the og hillbilly rapper

[verse 2]

yo it’s b*llsack on the mic
i flow like drugs in my bloodstream
suckin d*ck on dudes named mike
soup records give me all this green
my homie kanye southeast
sold me six grams of coke
sh*t was laced with fentanyl
now im dying and broke
b*tches call me a gardener
i got hoes in my shed
b*tches call me a chef
cause i make all this bread
stuck my d*ck in a blender
now that sh*t be dismembered
i was tryna make a smoothie
manhood will be remembered
fellas tryna talk sh*t
they can suck on this d*ck
they never could flow like me
or mini wheat on they sh*t
b*tch i got more cheese
than unwashed foreskin
tryna f*ck me said b*tch please
yo that d*ck is a four inch
[chorus]

[verse 3]

b*llsack got goofy gas bars
selling meth to second graders
i was making h*lla green
when you was working at graeters
make my beats like no one else
say what i want in my song
you think your mom’s mouth f*ckin smells?
well its from suckin on my dong!!
dollars in my bank account
but dont spend none of them
b*tches love the f*ckin clout
even though i f*ck men!
told a 5 year old to k!ll himself
for looking at me
b*tch wanna know how i got wealth
sell pictures of feet!
we be making h*lla green and i’m poppin h*lla beans
i’m the best hillbilly rapper on this motherf*ckin scene
yo i said “money talks, f*ck anything that walks”
selling beats a d*mn produce asile and sucking on c*cks
i’m the best f*cking g*y rapper since that f*cking flower boy
whenever i hop on the mic the crowd just be making noise
tell my opps i f*cked their moms, and that goes for kevin too
only f*ck with real rappers now, so i don’t f*ck with you
[outro]

you nasty ass lil b*tch i hope you choke on a motherf*cking toaster streudel you hoe ass
b*tch ass malformed toilet brush lookin peanut b*tter jar f*ckin anime body pillow havin
lil sh*t you know exactly who the f*ck you are i hope you f*cking trip on yo own leg and
fall into a bandsaw and cut yo b*tch ass head off
goodnight, hoe

- lil ballsack

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