BLP KOSHER

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I had a clipped wing, but I've been airborne since I came out the chrysalis Smith and Wesson in my syllabus Trigger finger, this bitch ticklish Fifty ball in my pants, and the book of Leviticus At the Chanel store on the west coast, my pockets ridiculous Probably got enough money on my head, I could use that to be on a buyers list 'Cause I keep it P but I'm movin' in silence, this shit off the dome like Psoriasis I be standing on so much business, I'ma need to see a podiatrist And I stay near that pole, I'm a carrier, fuck it, I'll never go wireless I got a special K, no ketamine I'm at the club sober, sipping grenadine Same jits hating since I was hating seventeen I keep a drac', got a lot of enemies And I'm smoking all kind of of supremacy I don't sip Hennessy I wipe his nose the first time they gave Ben a drill I get up in front of that mic a lot You internet beef, I don't type a lot They know Kosher, I'm good in the hood But I don't ever be on writers block I'ma swing the stick, I was once batter Cracked the ball, I'm a one hatter On my grind like Arto, I'm not Saari I'm totin' that metal, them boys lacquer I was with Bernstein at the Dutch pot Letras de cancionesMy money Irish like Buckshot Bad bitch with a muffin top She grab on my dick like a mutton chop Me and Jew was scammin' Grubhub I'm a Jew but it's one love Still catch your ass lacking in public Come to Florida, grab a pub sub I had a clipped wing, but I've been airborne since I came out the chrysalis Trigger finger, this bitch ticklish Fifty ball in my pants, and the book of Leviticus At the Chanel store on the west coast, my pockets ridiculous Probably got enough money on my head, I could use that to be on a buyers list 'Cause I keep it P but I'm movin' in silence, this shit off the dome like Psoriasis I be standing on so much business, I'ma need to see a podiatrist And I stay near that pole, I'm a carrier, fuck it, I'll never go wireless I'm skating flat with a Glock in my hand I flew to Cali, I came with a band Seek out the road, I'ma shoot out the coupe That lil' cooling kit on me, I love all of my fans Glock with a dick, it got gender dysphoria They say I make 'em cringe but they cornier Took my lil' dog, I'ma go cop a rod and get justice, my name could have been Victoria I'm seeing decimals, no Dewey They thought I would drown but I swam to the buoy I'm getting chicken like Huey Magoo's I got a tooly, that wooly from Luey Yo' shooter gon' shoot himself, how much yo' smacker make Choppers spit, it got an aftertaste I'm spreading love but I'm still gon' attract the hate Fuck them boys, they tried to call me a castaway You screamin' fuck the opps, I told 'em masturbate I'ma go beat up the I Everybody shot, we make sure that they vaccinate We don't let nobody fly I Cuban the dreidel, she calling me Jewban I took her to eat at Versailles One foot on my board and one foot in the industry If the feds hit me, I still won't comply I had a clipped wing, but I've been airborne since I came out the chrysalis Trigger finger, this bitch ticklish Fifty ball in my pants, and the book of Leviticus At the Chanel store on the west coast, my pockets ridiculous Probably got enough money on my head, I could use that to be on a buyers list 'Cause I keep it P but I'm movin' in silence, this shit off the dome like Psoriasis I be standing on so much business, I'ma need to see a podiatrist And I stay near that pole, I'm a carrier, fuck it, I'll never go wireless From Letras Mania