BLP Kosher - Pro Open (feat. BabyTron) lyrics
BLP Kosher [Benjamin Landy-Pavlon] Florida, U.S. 🇺🇸
BabyTron [James Edward Johnson IV] Ypsilanti, Michigan. U.S.
[BLP Kosher - Pro Open feat. BabyTron lyrics]
[Chorus, BLP KOSHER]
Tron could've went to the league
I could've been in the Pro Open
She said she wanted a weave
I bought a Bottega bag
And that shit woven
I f**ked up some commas
Now they on their period
I leave the opps with a semicolon
And the opps broke, they got no motion
They only want beef like Joe Rogan
[Verse 1, BLP KOSHER]
Me and Tron on a yacht
Brought the Wock' and the pole in
We in Flint tryna rock, we eroding
Horseback, she gon' ride me, no Trojan
The chopper go waterrr, pool coping
The bread make him
Wonder round never been loafin'
I'm steppin' on toes 'til my shit swollen
And I'm a rapper, man
I could've been a
— postman
Hope my son shred like I'm Steve Olson
I'm a top Jew, now they sayin' token
My brothers died and I ain't even mourn yet
My brothers died and I'm still broken
They had to try my heart, came out the crib
I'll never go back to window pokin'
It's James and Benyamin, you heard what I
It's James and Benyamin, you heard what I said
I'll cop a Cyber Truck 'fore
I go bullyin' jits on the web
Pick your poison, is it them or the lead?
Pass it to Tron and he leaving it dead
Real dolphin like Dan Marino
Big dreidel, not a man of ego
Glock on my pant leg, hit a coffee stain
No cap in chino, ayy
[Verse 2, BabyTron]
Pourin' syrup, but we ain't at the IHOP
All that eyein', we'd turn him to a cyclops
Can't afford a whip so we stuck at the bike shop
Can't relate, spent a ghost up in Icebox
All this loose change, can't relate, he a tightwad
Big gold chop, clear the scene like some eye drops
Ho blew me up talkin' bout did my pipe bomb
Hey
Hey
Think he got on Louis but it say "Made in Taiwan"
When I score six, I ain't dive for the pylon
Pour it in my cup, shit, I might not, I might not
All rats opps but I'm far from a python
All snake opps
Grab the head, get my slice on
Let him diss me, now it's Def Jam icon
Red and white stripe mark
He couldn't try to find Tron
If he try and ball, get him stepped on, Tyron
If he get loud, get him touched like an iPod
Three leg, showed your bitch I'm a tripod
Pulled it out my pants, she was like "Oh my God"
Good Fear of God, came a long way from Izod
Glock with the flash on the phone like a Nikon
The prize what my eyes on
Ho think I love her, brain small as a micron
Finna drop PJ and name that bitch FlyTron
Do I give a fuck like it's ice hot?
You the type to let the opps score and then say, "Nice shot"
In the Chi', five hundred on some white socks
Like you Westbrook, blowing pape', thinking, "Why not?"
Swinging stick, you would think I finna fly swat
Gave a crack head a honeybun and told him try pot
She can't even get a Ring Pop, I don't tie knots
Dude lookin' everything he do, live stock
[Chorus, BLP KOSHER]
Tron could've went to the league
I could've been in the Pro Open
She said she wanted a weave
I bought a Bottega bag
And that shit woven
I f**ked up some commas
Now they on their period
I leave the opps with a semicolon
And the opps broke, they got no motion
They only want beef like Joe Rogan
[Outro]
ShittyBoyz, Dog $hit Militia
Long live $cam, you know?
Hey Siri, call Tron, where you at?
Water—r—r
Tron could've went to the league
I could've been in the Pro Open
She said she wanted a weave
I bought a Bottega bag
And that shit woven
I f**ked up some commas
Now they on their period
I leave the opps with a semicolon
And the opps broke, they got no motion
They only want beef like Joe Rogan
[Verse 1, BLP KOSHER]
Me and Tron on a yacht
Brought the Wock' and the pole in
We in Flint tryna rock, we eroding
Horseback, she gon' ride me, no Trojan
The chopper go waterrr, pool coping
The bread make him
Wonder round never been loafin'
I'm steppin' on toes 'til my shit swollen
And I'm a rapper, man
I could've been a
— postman
Hope my son shred like I'm Steve Olson
I'm a top Jew, now they sayin' token
My brothers died and I ain't even mourn yet
My brothers died and I'm still broken
They had to try my heart, came out the crib
I'll never go back to window pokin'
It's James and Benyamin, you heard what I
It's James and Benyamin, you heard what I said
I'll cop a Cyber Truck 'fore
I go bullyin' jits on the web
Pick your poison, is it them or the lead?
Pass it to Tron and he leaving it dead
Real dolphin like Dan Marino
Big dreidel, not a man of ego
Glock on my pant leg, hit a coffee stain
No cap in chino, ayy
[Verse 2, BabyTron]
Pourin' syrup, but we ain't at the IHOP
All that eyein', we'd turn him to a cyclops
Can't afford a whip so we stuck at the bike shop
Can't relate, spent a ghost up in Icebox
All this loose change, can't relate, he a tightwad
Big gold chop, clear the scene like some eye drops
Ho blew me up talkin' bout did my pipe bomb
Hey
Hey
Think he got on Louis but it say "Made in Taiwan"
When I score six, I ain't dive for the pylon
Pour it in my cup, shit, I might not, I might not
All rats opps but I'm far from a python
All snake opps
Grab the head, get my slice on
Let him diss me, now it's Def Jam icon
Red and white stripe mark
He couldn't try to find Tron
If he try and ball, get him stepped on, Tyron
If he get loud, get him touched like an iPod
Three leg, showed your bitch I'm a tripod
Pulled it out my pants, she was like "Oh my God"
Good Fear of God, came a long way from Izod
Glock with the flash on the phone like a Nikon
The prize what my eyes on
Ho think I love her, brain small as a micron
Finna drop PJ and name that bitch FlyTron
Do I give a fuck like it's ice hot?
You the type to let the opps score and then say, "Nice shot"
In the Chi', five hundred on some white socks
Like you Westbrook, blowing pape', thinking, "Why not?"
Swinging stick, you would think I finna fly swat
Gave a crack head a honeybun and told him try pot
She can't even get a Ring Pop, I don't tie knots
Dude lookin' everything he do, live stock
[Chorus, BLP KOSHER]
Tron could've went to the league
I could've been in the Pro Open
She said she wanted a weave
I bought a Bottega bag
And that shit woven
I f**ked up some commas
Now they on their period
I leave the opps with a semicolon
And the opps broke, they got no motion
They only want beef like Joe Rogan
[Outro]
ShittyBoyz, Dog $hit Militia
Long live $cam, you know?
Hey Siri, call Tron, where you at?
Water—r—r