SWOLE BLP KOSHER

[Chorus]
If they knew what I know then they probably wouldn't try me then
Fuck you and your dog cause I ain't fucking with your people then
I don't give a fuck I'm on my own (I'm on my own)
I'ma get my fucking pockets swole
If they knew what I know then they probably wouldn't try me then
Fuck you and your dog cause I ain't fucking with your people then
I don't give a fuck I'm on my own (I'm on my own)
I'ma get my fucking pockets swole (My pockets swole)

[Verse 1]
I'ma tell the real story now that saying I'll be damned
My pants be getting heavy cause this glizzy got a tree branch
Dissing me all on the gram, now he think that hе the man
Told that boy to send my clips beforе I take his handycam
I ain't got no patience, I can't even sit in traffic jams
I call that boy a gram cracker cause he still be selling grams
Step dad tried to hit me with a weed wacker, he got fammed
Now that cracker walking 'round, hunch back of Notre Dame
He making threats, I go to JJ's, I get what I need
He making threats so I'ma pull up and I leave debris
I'm on 95, BLP Lightning McQueen
All them crackers try to jump me and they came in threes
I done peeped your, true colors, boy you grass green
I done peeped your, true colors, boy you neon green
Can't be stingy but you know I'm still a money fiend
They be fucking with my music like it's comedy