Sag My Pants lyrics - Hopsin

Hopsin

Funk Volume

Come on

Keep sleepin' on me

Hollywood-ass rappers

Bitch-ass females

That's enough to make a nigga flip

I erupt like a bomb

So give up the baton

I slap you after bustin' a fuckin' nut in my palm

Why you muggin' me like something was wrong

Just take a puff of the bong

And let me leave your mind corrupt from this song

See you can't stop me

'Cause I'mma brainwash teens

And create false dreams

'Cause it pays off clean

I'm just an idiotic ironic symbolic illuminatic product

That's gonna be killed if I talk about it

This industry business is all screwed up

I have no favorite rapper because all you suck

I sever the weakest niggas who not on my pedigree

'Cause on a tombstone it's as hard as their name will ever be

I'm judged by my wild image a lot

And everybody seems to think I have a sinister plot

I do

Be offended by every sentence I jot

I got some militant thoughts

And you ain't killing 'em off

So listen

I sag my pants until my ass shows

I even slap hoes

Bitch

Yeah I'm an asshole

Your parents hate me

'Cause I love you

So?

Tell 'em I said, "Fuck you."

Yeah I said, "Fuck you."

I snuck in Drake's house when he was alone inside

You can say I have a bogus mind

I dim the lights down and close the blinds

Around his neck is where my rope was tied

I yanked on it 'til it broke his spine

Lately I've been fuckin' pissed off (why?)

'Cause everybody's saying Lil Wayne spits raw

I start a big brawl

And slam his ass into a brick wall

And have a fat nigga sit on him

Rick Ross (boss)

I don't play with this rap shit

I got no life, I stay in the attic

Fuck a rap career, I'm waiting to smash it

Soulja Boy, you got a corny flow (true)

So you can suck my fuckin' dick through a glory hole

I'm just being me

What you tryna hate for?

All you niggas is faker than Lupe Fiasco claiming he skateboards

Yeah right, that nigga can't even ollie

Push him away on the dolly

Not even Satan can't stop me (what)

I sag my pants until my ass shows

I even slap hoes (bitch)

Yeah I'm an asshole

And your parents hate me

'Cause I love you

So?

Tell 'em I said, "Fuck you."

Yeah I said, "Fuck you."

I'm probably the sickest motherfucker who don't get recognized

Eazy-E's wife's life somewhere now jeopardized

She signed me and I was set aside

For like three and a half years

I don't think I remember why

I'm fucking dope and this is my reward

That's wacker than the five hundred dollars you signed me for

Eazy's dead now

Yeah the label's finally yours

Too bad he never knew that you were just a grimy whore

You can't maintain what Eric built (nah)

I know he's in his grave turning like a Ferris wheel

Don't think you're cool just 'cause you inherit mills

Shit

Bitch bare the skills

I'm Hopsin, I spit shit so unfair and real

I got some deep dark issues within

All because you lied and tried to pretend you're a friend

Fuck Ruthless, bitch I never lend you a hand

And I'mma make sure nobody ever sign with you again

You know why?

I sag my pants until my ass shows

I even slap hoes

Bitch

Yeah I'm an asshole

And your parents hate me

'Cause I love you

So?

Tell 'em I said, "Fuck you."

Yeah I said, "Fuck you."