Kosher - Osmosi$ Gonez

Ayy, Kosher, you know how to play tennis? I don't know how to play, but we can go back to back Alright, this time ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia Water, they let the dreidel in They let me fly to Cali, Tron, where you at? Shit, I'm pullin' up to the court right now Long live $cams Water, ayy They say I'm the GOAT, new drip, where's the lamb sauce? Flyer than a birdie, Desert Eagle in my Trackhawk I ain't Irish, but my money doublin', grab a shamrock I ain't trickin' with you bitches, pockets came with padlocks They thought that I was fantasizing, showed 'em that I can pop Grew my hair down to my shoulders, fan thought I was Matt Ox Jump a fence and get my lick back like this The Sandlot Tell them boys to quit the lying, living life on caps lock Florida to the Mitten, SBDSM X BLP You a burger with some ham minus cheese, you a BLT Tables, ladders, chairs, it get extreme, we creep like TLC You gon' catch some legal bullets, boy, I got a CLP Oops, I mean CPL, my driver got a CDL Why this bitch be preachin' like she real, but got a BBL? If I ever fell off, it was on a trampoline How I walk out with it on, you would've thought it's fashion week Off Runtz, defying gravity, the Wraith look like a galaxy My shooter throw his hoodie on and score, Carmelo Anthony Was in school, I had that bag on me with more pape' than the faculty Boy, you grown without a strategy, that's really just a tragedy Rolled a seven in the Jungo leaf, that's max capacity They left me in the jungle in the rain, ain't have a canopy Jugg Messiah, I'm your majesty or that shit blasphemy And free the legend 80s, I can't lie, look up "Veracity" Dreidel Gang and the ShittyBoyz, I call it "Mazel Tron" Feeling like Kareem, I'm throwing hooks with Carti' goggles on I let this chopper chow down, the same diet as Donkey Kong Rap the golden ticket, I ain't see a Willy Wonka bar They say I'm the GOAT, new drip, where's the lamb sauce? Flyer than a birdie, Desert Eagle in my Trackhawk I ain't Irish, but my money doublin', grab a shamrock I ain't trickin' with you bitches, pockets came with padlocks They thought that I was fantasizing, showed 'em that I can pop Grew my hair down to my shoulders, fan thought I was Matt Ox Jump a fence and get my lick back like this The Sandlot Tell them boys to quit the lying, living life on caps lock Lunch lady leftovers, he shittin' on his haters Flip an opp, no Yoshi Tanenbaum, Glock came with a laser Two-two then I Tommy Wright the third, tell 'em, "Meet your maker" Pulling capers, I was at La Quinta, I just left The Breakers They thought I was a con, made it out the sewer, I'm a connoisseur Me and BabyTron just hit the city, feel like Zeke and Luther Touch down with the Dog Shit Militia, smoking cow manure Opp kebab, I introduce the stick and put them on a skewer Mentioning my damn dogs, they won't make it far Find 'em all and fuck 'em over like a bad A&R Make 'em jump, Van Halen, we could rock out, no guitar Let that iron duel like the Renaissance, who tryna spar? I'm getting rich, them boys non-rich Opp 'gar, that's a lick, taste like naan bread This thirty clip common denominator, solvable They want beef, but that's beyond me, this shit impossible, water, ayy This jit be totin' sticks and drums, but he don't do percussion Fuck a doppelganger, I'm the one who really do the stunting Kill a clown, I put it in the yoke, come grab an Egg McMuffin I can turn the car into a UFO just pressing buttons They say I'm the GOAT, new drip, where's the lamb sauce? Flyer than a birdie, Desert Eagle in my Trackhawk I ain't Irish, but my money doublin', grab a shamrock I ain't trickin' with you bitches, pockets came with padlocks They thought that I was fantasizing, showed 'em that I can pop Grew my hair down to my shoulders, fan thought I was Matt Ox Jump a fence and get my lick back like this The Sandlot Tell them boys to quit the lying, living life on caps lock That bitch felt like Wimbledon, fuck around and broke a lil' sweat Man, what? I'm finna go break the money counter Don't break your legs slipping behind this drip

(Ayo, run it up, Rami) Water, yeah (Ki, you cooked this?) I feel like Dwayne the Rock, Johnson & Johnson shots He work with troll, I call him pigs in a blanket 'cause he got dropped I used to look out for them boys, but now they mad I'm 'bout to pop These people woke for nothin', they don't take no action, only talk I feel like Dwayne the Rock, Johnson & Johnson shots He work with troll, I call him pigs in a blanket 'cause he got dropped I used to look out for them boys, but now they mad I'm 'bout to pop These people woke for nothin', they don't take no action, only talk Steppin' in my moccasins, but I don't fuck with snakes I used to sin, but I won't mock a sin, I pray for better days The opps gone, they had to relocate M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I, they left the Sunshine State Beef, I jerk the wheel and I buck the Jack Link and I rip 'em Ayy, bruh, I go ham and I link 'em, ayy, bruh, I go ham, Lincoln Sassy opps, I leave a tip and I tip a ton, no London Tipton Fuck that trailer park, I'll start an earthquake, no survivin' a visit You push mongo, I push P's, you could kiss that chain goodbye Them boys flaggin', Rob Dyrdek, I'm speakin' facts, they fantasize I see an opp and I put that boy on Hall of Meat, that cracker died And that ain't J, don't throw it up, you broke the code, disqualified I feel like Dwayne the Rock, Johnson & Johnson shots He work with troll, I call him pigs in a blanket 'cause he got dropped I used to look out for them boys, but now they mad I'm 'bout to pop These people woke for nothin', they don't take no action, only talk I feel like Dwayne the Rock, Johnson & Johnson shots He work with troll, I call him pigs in a blanket 'cause he got dropped I used to look out for them boys, but now they mad I'm 'bout to pop These people woke for nothin', they don't take no action, only talk (Water) Push P's and I keep a rod, P-Rod, the switch NAC Light up on the MAC Forty on the Cobra If it's up and that's the case, I made him run away from that Yoda Pushin' up three deep like Shadow, Tails, and Sonic 'till it's over His BM, I done hit too, just know that, his ass cap Knockin' off the tap Water, we ain't bumpin' shoulders, big mouth, that boy a rat I'm violatin' him in Boca Water, tipped him over, ayy I bleed concrete, dreidel she wrote, I'm talkin' wet cement The more I rush up the amount, I see them dead presidents You dissin' the deceased, I'm tryna lift the whole residence The premises and every nemesis and no evidence Third law, air mass as if it's up, then it's stuck Huh, magnitude the opposite direction only thus Also Dalton's law of partial, say it's pressure, I'ma bust The .40 Glock came with a cock all on the side, who wanna fuck? And now it's time to cook I don't know why the hell they judgin', I'm the writer, not the book They say pride'll get you killed, so I put Prada on my pupils and I look I carry choppers under wood, they say I'm misunderstood I feel like Dwayne the Rock, Johnson & Johnson shots He work with troll, I call him pigs in a blanket 'cause he got dropped I used to look out for them boys, but now they mad I'm 'bout to pop These people woke for nothin', they don't take no action, only talk I feel like Dwayne the Rock, Johnson & Johnson shots He work with troll, I call him pigs in a blanket 'cause he got dropped I used to look out for them boys, but now they mad I'm 'bout to pop These people woke for nothin', they don't take no action, only talk

(Water, yeah) (Water, yeah, BLP, cracker) (Let the Dreidel man) (Fuelz got that heat) Water, ayy I'm at the Planet Fitness, feel like Rick Ross, shoutout to all the pear Might be smoke, I told him, "Sit on it," his ass broke the chair They was sarcastic, told me to break a leg, but I don't care They was sarcastic, told me to break a leg, Kevin Ware Bad bitches eatin' seafood, I bought the calamari Hop up in the 'yo, I'm in the booth, I had to call Amari Tomfoolery, don't throw a penny, you'll be extremely sorry He did a drive-by? His ass lyin', Country Safari I will retreat and that's a whole lot of guns If she hop up in the whip, she'll be a whole lot of fun She gon' make that ass clap, I'm talkin' hot cross buns We got every lick back, I'm talkin' long-lost funds I got bars like Lil Wayne, but I'm still totin' flame I overcame the obstacles and never once did I complain And they was hatin' on my name, now they wanna be Dreidel Gang I'll let this chopper eat, I named it Anthony Bourdain Cuttin' up, but I ain't emo, forties hot, jalapeños Them boys corny, you played and you lays, Fritos Fake, incognito, I got the keys in Key Largo I'm in Tampa, now the hoes scream my name, Sean Malto I ain't shootin' up no house, jit, I'm runnin' through a castle That's a bag on your head, tell the opps to start a raffle I'll point the flash at him, and even he won't grab an apple He ain't make the right decision when he heard that thing rattle They say Kim'll fuck, go hit her with no jimmy, I ain't evil though The truth is, I don't stoop down to a level if it's down below I'm gettin' rich, but I still keep a rod, he got expensive poles And I'm on beat ridin' the Metrorail, I call it metronome (Dreidel man, water) When you go up, they try to shoot you (ayy) You got money, you got clout, they salute you Booty-shakin' opps in a tutu I upped it on him, he got quick feet, I left a mark, Suciu I'm at the Planet Fitness, feel like Rick Ross, shoutout to all the pear Might be smoke, I told him, "Sit on it," his ass broke the chair They was sarcastic, told me to break a leg, but I don't care They was sarcastic, told me to break a leg, Kevin Ware Bad bitches eatin' seafood, I bought the calamari Hop up in the 'yo, I'm in the booth, I had to call Amari Tomfoolery, don't throw a penny, you'll be extremely sorry He did a drive-by? His ass lyin', Country Safari

Fuck a opp that boy a bimbo Getting low they playing limbo Tried to slice me I went kimbo Opp hoes get turned to widows He was stretching shit Fashitsho Now he riding in a limo I'm the fiddler on the roof I'm sending fifty out the window I used to work at five below but now I keep that fye below Them hearts cold will they melt Robert frost, or does it it explode Them boys suck, to each is own they tried to slide epic pone So if it's smoke then let me know They dropped a post to Postpone Make em run Tom hanks Every opp gon walk the plank In Coral Springs masked up I'm looking like I robb banks Dreidel man wadddlllttt And I'm forever smoking nazis imma pass the blunt to Anne frank The same ones who switch the ones who say watch who's around you So open up I'm making it out the sewer since thats what clowns do I put a hole in the wall and I got bars too Thirty eight special that Special k got lots of carbs too Say she like my drip I told her water has a surface Blossom like a flower I was serving multi purpose Playing frogger I was careless then I peeped I had a purpose Kyle roger I was sharing all my songs to aepi And I be rapping AEI but I don't OU shit Cuz where were y'all was at when I was on my dick When your the wolf in sheep's skin You might halve to walk in sheep shit Ain't no strawberry fields until You're rich He ducking taco Tuesday got the club going up I love MAKONNEN like I'm drake Bitch let's get lit And she likes sucking toes Especially if they've been out here steppin But I ain't really into all that shit Wadddlllttt ay Fuck a opp that boy a bimbo Getting low they playing limbo Tried to slice me I went kimbo Opp hoes get turned to Widows He was stretching shit Fashitsho Now he riding in a limo I'm the fiddler on the roof I'm sending fifty out the window I used to work at five below but now I keep that fye below Them hearts cold will they melt Robert frost, or does it it explode Them boys suck, to each is own, they tried to slide epic pone So if it's smoke then let me know They dropped a post to Postpone