Текст песни J’s & Z’s - Trapland Pat , BLP KOSHER

Thai food I paint the city red and shoot shit like I'm Curry
The way I rap, Helen Keller probably fucking heard me
40 out the gate came out the roof that demolition derby
DemaGorgon out the drac that's a big ass dirty 30
He wants smoke surround that boy with water
Come to the peninsula
I used to sin but now my life a movie I don't wanna sin no more
I got them tired of that lil gas, ashing Nazis in the cup
They say JewPac back hit em up
Extendo came from Houston
Everything is bigger in Texas.
Bending all these fuck crackas block like it's perplexus
Every man for themselves, so why do you think my chopper sexist
I could shoot all them boys, no court cause I'm a wet this
I'll grab the Visa card then I peel the car
Zack put ice around my neck I guess I'm about to bia star
And when I teach these people how to step
They spread their feet apart
Op whores I see them through a scope they're wearing leotards
Brother of a villain
The rap reptilian
Tried to sit me down. I'm jumping over benches Stevie Williams
Laying on my ops for all the times, I napped inside pavilions
If I don't like what's on the table, then I flip it Keenan Milton
This Glock go Yoda lay he who
But I ain't Amish Ashkenazi
Yeah, that 30 on my hip it stuck to me like it's expoxy
Her daddy hate who I'm smoking dead ass Nazis
There's security at the gate, but ain't nobody they gonna stop me
Them boys folded I could crack them like an egg
But omelette them slide
Anti-dreidel Judaphobic get they ass desensitized
Tell the ops I'm about to bust your ass you need exercise
Opp hoes I'm going Kevin Gates they call it
Sexercise
It's been a lot on my plate it's time to do the dishes
It's gon be a whole lotta traffic on that road to riches
I left the hize wit the rod but ain't full no bucket up with fishes
Every bitch I come cross gon tote a broom
But I don't deal with witches
My main man just got jammed for a first degree
It's just me and BLP bae keep it G is you gon keep it P
He dont wanna rap just wanna spin like a DVD
I'm at the round table once you stable you can eat with me
Deerfield beach we bout to kick the door
Them bowls went to stanking up the place put them in the floor
Jetlag done stomped an air tag on my favorite hoe
She be tripping when i come around glitching make me want her moe
We got that shit for sale what you want a flow?
I'm wit my favorite Jew if you ain't know now I bet you know
Everytime we get the ball I call a play and let my jew score
They gon remember us for years for how we write like edgar allen poe

Them boys, Edgar, Allan Poe ass jit this ain't a pun

I know nothing about the NRA but I still keep a gun

I'm from exit 42 but rock out like sum 41

I took a L, but now that boy a W man he fucking won

Potato on the chop tell them I love you a latke

This is my third time back around. I hit the curve like Sammy Baca

Pray I won't have to release trying to release my inner chakra

Hit them roaches with them raise and watch them Scat la Cucaracha
Yea cross da pier off 42 you know how we do
I don't even gotta touch my old stash all that money new
Rockafella I'm tryna go platinum just like DJ Clue
Penthouse floor you got a dough then you can pick a view
Ain't tryna get no papercuts u better off using da money counter
He aint follow through with his move I hit him with a counter
Your wrist game weak drop a onion bet my cookie rounder
If you aint asking 41 or 42 then you a out of towner