Florid Dons Semi Six

[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