paroles de chanson Foot Fetish - BLP KOSHER

(Aye, stand up)
Waterr, Kosher, mhm
Noz, you strapped up

Aye, I'm at yo neck like a Adam's apple (Like a Adam's apple)
You talkin' crazy, don't get turned to gravel
Heavy lead weight, lure ya in, bait and tackle
Fuck a barnyard, the sheep gon' have to wait, I called a cattle
Sling the stick like a guitar, so fuck a pick, no need to use it (Uh-uh)
Bullets ricochet, gristle don't be tryna chew it
Steppin' on these rappers while I'm wearing cleats that's how I'm moving
Kosher bandit, he ain't coming back, I'm back like how you doin'?

Nice to see ya, say it's smoke til he blew it
Nike SB, I cut the check, cause they ain't wanna do it
I can't beat around the bush, but I'ma tip-toe by the tulips
I be rappin' bout my life, and I don't really need to prove it
I'll circle back round like McDonald's, forgot the french fries
All you want is static, I'ma take you to the Best Buy
Florida hot, them outta town jits getting air fried
BLP Count Dracula, left 'em terrified
Foot fetish? I'ma step all over you (Okay)
Horse radish? That beater bitch still lost a school
Now they say my name ringing bells, Deja Vu
Check a cracker off the list, and now he's not on my to-do
Feel like Billy Ray Cyrus, daughter with a Glock (Aye)
I came in like a Wrecking Matzo ball on a opp
They was hatin' on me first, now they sayin' mazel tov
This choppa stay beside me like a fuckin' service dog
They was tryna test me yeah, so I left 'em blank
I done peeped your true colors, fuck a can of paint
I noticed he a female dog, that cracka bitch made
Runnin' to the men's room, that 40 made him shit stained, aye, dirty diaper

Aye, I'm at yo neck like a Adam's apple (Like a Adam's apple)
You talkin' crazy, don't get turned to gravel
Heavy lead weight, lure ya in, bait and tackle
Fuck a barnyard, the sheep gon' have to wait, I called a cattle
Sling the stick like a guitar, so fuck a pick, no need to use it (Uh-uh)
Bullets ricochet, gristle don't be tryna chew it
Steppin' on these rappers while I'm wearing cleats that's how I'm moving
Kosher bandit, he ain't coming back, I'm back like how you doin'? (Nice to see ya)

They tried to catch me, but I'm like the bottom of my shoe, non-slip
I'ma spray, SeaWorld, sham move
Crawl before you walk, but he a crab, Rangoon
Stand tall, bamboo, 40 clip, cock a two
Pocket pistol in my beanie, cracker raw no Sashimi
Sandwich maker status, he got pressed like a Panini
Pull up on a cracker, Super Smash Bros Melee
Kosher comin' from the bottom of the map, no Bikini
You a pro dickrider, that ain't networking
You ain't like me, now you wanna work, tell 'em do it cursing
Talkin' crazy, now you livin' in a car, enjoy the journey
I ain't sweet like maple leaf, but I'll get jit a new jersey
I just fucked a bitch from FAU, look like Amanda Cerny
Grabbin' on my meat, just like a cracker tryna cut the turkey
He don't want no beef, his lyrics dry, call that boy some jerky
I hear money calling in the future, but it ain't the perkies
Thought he was my muhfuckin' dawg, like we Beagle and Murdy
Pull up on 'em like it was a duty, damn I got jury
Feel like Weezy 9 years ago, I ain't got no worries
All the rumours 'bout me got debunked, and all you crackers dirty

I'm at yo neck like a Adam's apple (Like a Adam's apple)
You talkin' crazy, don't get turned to gravel
Heavy lead weight, lure ya in, bait and tackle
Fuck a barnyard, the sheep gon' have to wait, I called a cattle
Sling the stick like a guitar, so fuck a pick, no need to use it (Uh-uh)
Bullets ricochet, gristle don't be tryna chew it
Steppin' on these rappers while I'm wearing cleats that's how I'm moving
Kosher bandit, he ain't coming back, I'm back like how you doin'? (Nice to see ya)

Waterr, aye
BLP Kosher, waterr
Fuckin' cracka, aye, fuckin' cracka