My di*k Too Small lyrics

[Intro: Reed Dollaz]
I love my family
I love my n*ggas
I love my weed
I love my trigger
So I can bust off
I love my paper
I love you haters
But ain't no more room on my di*k so jump the f*ck off!

[Verse]
Get the f*ck off my di*k n*gga
I only got enough room left for your b*tch to get a sliver
But I got enough room in this trunk to come and collect your liver
Hop out that Dead-Bug and spray you b*tches like Dale Gribble
Then hit Ishkabibbles and only give my b*tch the pickles
Send up blocks whenever that b*tch can send that brick signal
If it's issues, then we send this sh*t to three different venues
If it's still issues, we pull up on Idris like This Christmas
With pistols similar to the sh*t you used to [?]
I robbed the plug, n*gga (How you do that there?)
We was watching zeitgeist, and I smacked him with the blu ray player
He was acting like Screech, til I showed him 'bout the new wave of Slater
Then put the gun in his b*tch mouth and made her do my hair
Came through with a .36 like 3 dubs and a Krispy Kreme
Gave you a new verse to spit with knowledge 360 degrees
Then gave a few birds to flip with some bags and a triple beam
b*tch you gotta get off my di*k 'fore I nut and create a seed
So b*tch get off of me
b*tches get off of me
Get the f*ck off of me
Get off of me n*gga
Get off of me
Get the f*ck off of me
Get off of me b*tch
Get off of me
Get the f*ck off of me
Get off of me n*gga
Get off of me n*gga
Get off of me
Get off of me b*tch
Get off of me
Get the f*ck off of me
Get off of me b*tch
Get off of me
Get the f*ck off of me
Get off of me b*tch ass n*gga
Get the f*ck off of me
Get off of me you hoe ass n*gga
Get the f*ck off of me
[Outro]
Man... man all you b*tch ass n*ggas man get the f*ck off my di*k
Man... all you b*tches too
I got a- I got a little di*k, you know what I mean?
My di*k too small for all you n*ggas to wanna be on my di*k like this it's crazy