[Intro]
(Hee hee hee)
I'm a rap dad, fat ass Drac' on his hip
(He don't want pressure, cheap gas, I call him Costco)
Jews, BLP Kosher
Water, ayy

[Verse 1]
They throwin' shade, Sukkot
Them boys sweet, glucose
That boy got pistol whipped right after tryna crack a Jew joke
I unlocked the cheat code, I'm gettin' bread, brioche
That choppa lingers 'round my body like a bad BO
Come to Florida you'll get seasick
Come to Broward catch a heat stroke
My name Kosher and I keep it
If it's beef I'm turnin' keto
Keep that metal orthopedic, even tucked in my tuxedo
Santiago said he see it, kept it realer since Camino (Ayy)

[Verse 2]
Gerber baby food, I turnt a dollar to Gazpacho
He don't want no pressure, cheap gas, I call him Costco
Jumped the fence and it was high, do the most like I'm Tiago
I been running through the storm with a .380 in my poncho (Ayy)
Extended mag, curve with them ridges like a bear claw
He hangin' out the window with his tongue out like a damn dog
Water, you had one job
I'm clutchin' but I know nothin' about them gun laws
Ayy, I feel like Slenderman, I scare crow
I met this bad one from Boca, but I'm not fuckin' with her tone
'Cause I don't look like Post Malone
Screenshot that money, as long as you don't post my loan
No Lashon Ha'Ra, please, we can't shoot the breeze
Cause I might be the odd man out, Jubilee
Climbin' trees, late bloomer, think I lost my sense of humor
Uncoordinated walkdowns, what the fuck round with these bloopers?
Water