I don't need the money in my bank to be 'bus
It's a mindset, I've been on my grind since Rust
And Voss Momo
Judayudaboss, I've been seeing rojo
Spanish class in MC, yeah I'm rocking polos
Pull up at BY Pizza, yeah I got the polos
That second pole's español, as in I'm holding
Talking yomi, not Dubes
I'm talking daf, listen closely
Stay close to greatness like I'm Jimmy Olson
No tail of the lion yet, but I'm getting closer
I went coast to coast in a little Mazda shelosh
Stopped little, it's no joke
And only one time on the side of the road
Because the next rest stop was in a hundred miles or so
I got trauma that came on board when my driver-side door
Was taken by semi and me and Mo
Were waiting for the tow somewhere in the Indiana cold
It's not the size of the dog in the fight
But it's the size of the fight in the dog
I'm standing 5'8 but I'm Kristaps
In Louboutin high heel boots at the top of Burj Khalifa
That was my reputation back in yeshiva
I don't need a pin test to show you bochurim I mean buisness
Learnings not a game to me
League of my own
Don't waste time with filters I deleted the phone
I don't cook the books
But they still got dough like I'm reading a scone
Feds think of me as Capone
Rebs see potential to grow
Don't concern myself with the opinions of sheep
But these bochurim peeps never leave me alone
You better watch your tone or your bro's goin watch your nose
Leave through the back of your skull
Yeah I'm a one hit wonder
The coroners report gonna claim
They don't know how it happened that one hit to the dome
Put this man in a coma
Like I'm Billy Budd
Yeah I'm bleeding rich like its Philly blood
These bochurim easily malleable like they silly pudd'
I got a Krispy Kream wardrobe
As in I'm covered in glaze from my head to my toe
Basically I'm covered in snow
Even my covers is froze
Diamond studded case for my pillow
So I don't gotta flip it over in the night to find the cold side
Since both sides of my case are iced
My room look like a cross between gold mine and coal mine
Even got crystals on the '45
For you to wide shut your eyes is wise
But I'll be masked up
So you won't be sure if it's Purim time or insurance time
Don't be Thicke when I'm Robin you, we ain't blurring lines
And for all you irony deficient, no I'm not being serious
I'm no actual hoodlum, no I'm a lyricist
Hooked my friends up with jobs now that's a pier assist
Walk in to the beis feeling good like who's shuir is this
It's mine now
I don't need a pin test to show you bochurim I mean buisness
Learnings not a game to me