Letra de Back In Black - BLP KOSHER

Goin' all the way through, woah

Let's get straight into this bitch

Water, Drediel Man, water, ayy, ayy (Brackish world, man)

(Ah, damn, Rich) Uh

Chop' gon' have that cracker joggin', I made him run like David Goggins

Two lil' gnat hoes drop a net like you would think they apple bobbin'

I see blurred lines, I be robbin'

Thick hoes I got, I be doggin'

That pot to piss off, dog walkin'

I'm off the leash, they all flaugin'

Made it out and I ain't ask for favors

Diamond boy bitch, I love haters

Texas shows at Paper Tiger, I rock the mic while you rock fake fur

Croc-o-dilly all on my belt, but ain't no my face over gator

Like how the fuck I'm underground? I done pulled up, stood over skaters

Clip came in hot like lava hot

Bitch, I put chicken on yo' top like jit, come grab yo' TropiChop

My wifey hot, don't wanna talk

That 40 Glock gon' rock the block

Don't figulate, just pop the yop

I figure skate when Cubans pop

She took that dope dick for a spin, she hopped up off that donkey cock

Jit, it ain't shit, go get in gear, go grab and get your honkey popped

Like don't you smoke and show that beef was big, go grab that tomahawk

That shit ain't sweet right 'round the way, like go and grab that Wonka pop (Water)

I had to manifest this shit, I scrape shit up to find that plaque

I used to work at I Heart Mac and Cheese, now I got cheese and MACs

That 30 clip up on the side like homie bat, no, I can't lack

I crashed my shit and copped a truck, that AC work, I'm back in black

That boy the diddler on the roof, he clutchin' some shit that I can't say

It's Santiago in my car, when I pull up then that's your day

Extended mag on every Drac' 'cause I get death threats every day

I'm doing Kadish for all my dogs, I'm in the temple with a K

I lost my dogs to guns and drugs, I swear, I'll never be ok

Don't tell them jits what people say, don't do what I do, do as I say

That shit ain't right, you play the lay, that karma come right back to pay

That magen david don't get tucked, I keep a K tucked back and spray

That chopper done came with a dildo, shit, I'm clutchin flamin' gay

You'd think I'm tryna bubble with jit by the way that carbon ate

Them bees with me like everyday, might be a Billy Holiday

Bitch, Smith & Wesson should've sponsored me the way I shoot the K

That rifle on me, MSG, I swear that this shit glutamate

I'm so icy, I might sign a jit, I'm Jewish Gucci Mane

Carhartt pants gon' hold a yacht, but they know it's still Ksubi gang

I ain't gon' lie them crackers pie, but this might be the new meringue

Water, water, ayy

BLP, cracker, dreidel gang, huh, ayy

BLP KOSHER, bitch, drediel gang

Water, ayy, ayy, dreidel gang, man

LLJ, LLC, man, water

Exit 42 Jew, they know what the business is, uh

We so brackish, yuh (Water)

We so brackish, ayy-ayy-ayy

We so brackish

So brackish, yeah

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