3 Stooges BabyTron, BLP KOSHER & Certified Trapper

[Intro: BLP KOSHER]
(Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat)
Water, yeah
(Damn, JakeSand)

[Verse 1: BLP KOSHER]
Free my dog, he 'bout to go from goulash to panna cotta
I don't burn, but if I do, then Adolf hidin' in the zaza
I might bulletproof the donkey, went Ahura Mazda
They was laughin' at them open mics, I just did The Fonda
Bomb the block with a switch, would've think he Nuge
Opps trash in the bin, why you think they Brute?
Jit was talkin' 'bout our generation, shit, I can't salute
Oversaturated out the gate, bitch, I don't dilute
And I can't even hear the hecklin' when I'm drinkin' booze
Just Tron, Certified, and I, I'm the first Stooge
I'll poke an opp like Larry Fine, brother Moe too
Went from slidin' stolo, now it's donuts in the showroom
Five racks for a Frenchie, this shit hairy, but I like the style
Jit sweet, I'm talkin' watermelon sugar high
Back-to-back shows, lost my voice, I'm sippin' chamomile
I'm in the Lab one mile away from 8 Mile

[Verse 2: Certified Trapper]
Lights hit my shit, purple, red, and blue
Tie your fuckin' hands behind your back, we beheadin' you
Nigga tried to play me, stretch the boy with some baby food
If I was a '90s baby, watch, I'll pull out eighty-twos
If I can't get him, I'ma blick his mans
Blick his mans, nigga play a game, blow a whistle fan
Whistle fan, rich as a bitch, fuck 'bout what you sayin'
What you sayin', bitch tried to slap me, sister, get them hands
Get them hands, fuckin' back to back, finna get her ran
Get her ran, poppin' at his feet, make that nigga dance
Nigga dance, choose or you pick a side
Pick a side, she ain't suckin' dick, bitch, go get a ride