Mazel Tron (Explicit) - BLP KOSHER/BabyTron

Lyrics by：Benjamin Landy Pavlon/James Johnson

Composed by：Benjamin Landy Pavlon/James Johnson

Ayy Kosher you know how to play tennis

I don't know how to play but

We can go back to back

Back to back

Alright this time

****ty boyz dog **** Militia

Water they let the dreidel in

They let me fly to Cali Tron where you at

**** I'm pullin' up to the court right now

Long live cams

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

******* 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 ***** 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

Juug Messiah I'm your majesty or that **** blasphemy

And free the legend 80s I can't lie look up Veracity

Dreidel Gang and the ****tyBoyz 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 *******

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 ****tin' 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 **** 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 **** 'em over like a bad AR

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 **** impossible water ayy

This jit be totin' sticks and drums

But he don't do percussion

**** 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 ******* 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 ***** felt like Wimbledon

**** around and broke a lil' sweat' sweat

Man what I'm finna go break the money counter

Don't break your legs slipping behind this drip

Drip drip drip