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Triple Citrus
BLP KOSHER
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(Dante, you snapped on this one)
First, I had her on the blade, now she straight-legged some spade
Just left Boca for them rocks, this town center off a glade
One thing you gotta do is make sure you get paid
Two-hundred-twenty-four halftimes all day (Dante, you snapped on this one)
Whole things'll let you get deals like you out in Zali
I ain't even Jewish but I seen Kosher with the rabbi
Indonesia, blowing Zaza, Keisha all the way in Bali
Flip phones twerking with them beepers, punching in the addy
One thing 'bout them routes, sometimes they take time
I had to put you on hold, 30 seconds wait time
We them zombies getting to it, it's gon' be a hate crime (Dante, you snapped on this one)
If you ain't got no M30s, we'll taste a K9
Come back and drop them numbers, niggas dead off the rip-a-dee
You can tell that nigga rolling in the trap all fidgety
Put one in his noggin', think he slime, show no sympathy
All you hear, his momma crying in the car singing symphonies (uh, uh, uh)
Codeine in my styrofoam, awful lot of cough syrup
All my brothers keep on screaming Dreidel Gang and Zootie WRLD
Nigga better be KOSHER, I ain't approach him, but I ain't never scared
Soon I get my nut, I'm tryna pin off like a fuckin' squirrel
Fans love me way in Europe, baby, I ain't insecure
VVS diamonds shit blinding like a chandelier
Come through with that broom and sweep an opp up like a janitor
Local ass rapper tryna diss me, he an amateur
Poor-ass nigga, you flat, your pockets looking like an underscore
You ain't tryna let me fuck, what you want my number for?
State attorney think I'm an NBA player, but I ain't going to court
I ain't paying no child support, I ain't paying no child support
I just popped an antidote, I'm feeling like I got the cure
Pull up in a Lambo Urus, shh, now I'm outta there
I can see these poor-ass niggas envy me through Cartier
I been rockin' Amiri with the ricks, this ain't denim tear
Drediel Gang, Zootie WRLD, life a movie
My dawg beat the case, cougar bitch look like Judge Judy
Mickey on the chop for them opps 'cause they all goofy
Fuck troll, crackers ain't on shit when they off duty
I'm paranoid, up the glizzy on my own shadow
On my grind doing good deeds, no Didrik Galasso
I'm doing shows at the crib, now I'm in El Paso
He stayed down and took them L's, now he El Snappo
I cuff the green ass down, need a different one
Hunnid rounds in my gun, run, Richard run
They call him big for short, the glizzy came along with one
I keep a pole in case they try to touch my mamas' son
I know they hate to see it, they got motion sickness
I know Gary got my back standing over business
Everybody busy, I would hit a lick on Christmas
Get up on him with that flash like I took a fit pic
That was legitness
I met Scooter Braun, and he told me I ripped it
I got holes in my Pradas, I keep doing flip tricks
Trapland with me standing on big business
I'm tryna make a world record, I don't sip Guinness
And if I'm clutching, I'ma up it, I don't fake fidget
Good Shabbas, I done poured a four in the kiddish
I ain't even European, I don't speak Yiddish
I don't need to pump fake, we don't even kid this
Drediel man, Middle Eastern, I'm a peace witness
I put it in the yo for you weak bitches
We handle beef overnight, that's how you treat brisket
Legend of the black dog, check the speed limit
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