BLP KOSHER – Same Hat Lyrics

Same Hat Lyrics BLP KOSHER

You know Rami run that *** up

Them boys flat earthers
We spin his block and show him different
He was atheist, he saw that chop, but now he best believe
I’m a crete surfer,_if_I_smell blood, get_to rippin’
You writin’_long articles, I tote extended magazines
Now they glazin’ like they work at Krispy Kreme
Beat your meat, I’ll beat my feet
They try to treat me like a meme
Every opp got cold feet
Money large, whole wheat
They hit the ground like Jake Brown
I sent the opps 50 feet
Watttterrrrr

Catch a opp, then exercise the 2nd amendment right that I don’t have
Life a highway, I drive like a rascal, I ain’t catching flats
Only time I cut corners is the curb, watch me skirt the black
On the tour bus, used to ask for rides from home from Tamarac
I took that *** to Mr. Chow, You took that *** to Shake Shack
My homeboy had a ego death, and he ain’t get the shake back
Ask me if I’m really a Jew, how the *** would I fake that?
Started a whole career, and I did it all in the same hat
I carry pistols like I’m licensed, every hat was righteous
Nitro circus, midlife crisis like JALIL I’m biking
That boy a gangster in the macro world, you are not a viking
They keep tryna beef with me, I’m a mother *** bison
They were throwing shade to the tree house, got struck by lightning
Your favorite rapper ass, rapping *** that other people writing
He went to the loch and he ain’t see his money back
My *** got an onion booty, you can keep the honey pack
Golden ticket on his top, show them what the slug worth
I put the money in the smoke, I feel like burner and I keep one
And that *** for the streets and the suburbs
I’m *** anything with legs, ***, ***
Watttterrrrr

Them boys flat earthers
We spin his block and show him different
He was atheist, he saw that chop, but now he best believe
I’m a crete surfer, if I smell blood, get to rippin’
You writin’ long articles, I tote extended magazines
Now they glazin’ like they work at Krispy Kreme
Beat your meat, I’ll beat my feet
They try to treat me like a meme
Every opp got cold feet
Money large, whole wheat
They hit the ground like Jake Brown
I sent the opps 50 feet
Watttterrrrr