Letra de Virgin Ears - BLP KOSHER

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Ayy, ayy, ayy

(Boom, boom) I was late to the party

130 on the dash with a Glock like I'm Carti

Fill the gaps, then I'ma bridge it, wish them jits Good Luck Charlie

I smoke a whole organization, you in class smoking Smarties

(Boom, boom) No, I don't hang around puppets

I'ma shoot first like Lil' Weezy with that Drac' right above it

I read the ten commandments every Sabbath, thou shalt not covet

I'm at the Margaritaville, hit her wit' no Jimmy Buffett

They done left me lonely, now they being OD

Marni Mohair wallet got me pullin' out goat cheese

They know that glizzy batty just to up the ante

40 out the fucking dark web in the Banshee

You act like you ain't see the feds, call it pigsty

Pizza at your door, two Zs, your ass big pie

They tell celebs to pick a side while people's kids die

I'm pescetarian but I ain't gettin' used to fish fries

Nob the whole rail, your bitch kinky, she like chewin' ears

She a stallion, feed the ho hay like the Lumineers

Jitterbugs can hear, don't you violate their virgin ears

Deerfield jit, she eat my meat like venison, I'm not a deer

Shake the palm trees, hit 'em with a macaroon

50 on my scalp, you gon' need some more smackaroos

Sand castle, knock him off his mountain back to Boca Dunes

They tried to drown me, turnt around and Murphy went in that lagoon, ayy

(Boom, boom) I was late to the party

130 on the dash with a Glock like I'm Carti

Fill the gaps, then I'ma bridge it, wish them jits Good Luck Charlie

I smoke a whole organization, you in class smoking Smarties

(Boom, boom) No, I don't hang around puppets

I'ma shoot first like Lil' Weezy with that Drac' right above it

I read the ten commandments every Sabbath, thou shalt not covet

I'm at the Margaritaville, hit her wit' no Jimmy Buffett

Ayy, I'm walking shit, you got a waste of legs

Double G hold it, y'all pay for status, stop at HHGregg

They ain't see no shells, come to Florida, grab a pickled egg

Poppin' pills like they Flintstones, fuckin' flip the dead

And I'm tryna keep a level head

Fightin' demons, put it in the yoke, that's a deviled egg

Rock out with that stainless, leave him brainless, like a metalhead

Leave him on the concrete (Brrt), what the pebble said

Them boys ass, use the bidet

From the neck up, keep it real, I shot where? Not the range

Z Black he be zoolin', I be juulin' like I vape

I'm at your Adam's apple, you were talking to the snake

Them boys sweet, they talk to pigs, that cracka Honey Baked Ham

I'm screaming, "Beautiful morning," but no, Father, don't stretch my hands

Free them Jews, man, this shit is real but peace is still the plan

My Middle Eastern cousin walked so I could run so I ran

(Boom, boom) I was late to the party

130 on the dash with a Glock like I'm Carti

Fill the gaps, then I'ma bridge it, wish them jits Good Luck Charlie

I smoke a whole organization, you in class smoking Smarties

(Boom, boom) No, I don't hang around puppets

I'ma shoot first like Lil' Weezy with that Drac' right above it

I read the ten commandments every Sabbath, thou shalt not covet

I'm at the Margaritaville, hit her wit' no Jimmy Buffett

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