I EAT PEAR’S LIKE RICK ROSS lyrics
by BLP KOSHER
[Intro]
My real name Benjamin, I'm gettin’ to the loot
You could call me BLP but don't forget the 42
Don't forget the 42
HitEmUpDayzo
[Chorus]
I’ma make a cracka cripwalk, make em Diddybop
Call the chopper, Jackie Chan, cause it kickbox
I'ma rock out like a band, feel like slipknot
And I keep a pair on me, feel like Rick Ross
Feel like Gordon Ramsay, tell the cracka p*ss off
And Eminem, this ain't no diss track, ain't no killshot
f*ck a sponsor, got my bands up, tell em back off
No free advertising, sh*t I ain't no mascot (Skrr)
[Verse 1]
Money hungry, call me pop, I need my collard green
2020, tryna rise like some challah yeast
I'm tryna fly high, no not [?] astronomy
Make it sound like it's a book autobiography
Slidin' South, I’m 95, goin’ 90, uh huh
f*ckin' wit’ your hoe, yeah, sh*t like to choke on me
Cracka tryna act hard, but call the feds on me
They be hittin' on my di*k, told them hop off me
I don't give a f*ck about fittin' in, I ain’t no wannabe
All you pus*y crackas, [?] go do pornography
They say BLP. you suck, you need Psychology
Send it off a slingshot, like it's archery (Hey)
Carhartt pants on my c*ck, these ain't no Robin's jeans
If the combo ain't 'bout money, you can pardon me
I'ma always [?] ain't no stoppin' me (Aye)
They be lookin' at me crazy, now they toppin' me
[Chorus]
I'ma make a cracka cripwalk, make em Diddybop
Call the chopper, Jackie Chan, cause it kickbox
I'ma rock out like a band, feel like slipknot
And I keep a pair on me, feel like Rick Ross
Feel like Gordon Ramsay, tell the cracka p*ss off
And Eminem, this ain't no diss track, ain't no killshot
f*ck a sponsor, got my bands up, tell em back off
No free advertising, sh*t I ain't no mascot (Skrr)
[Verse 2]
You talkin' about my brother, then I get to purgin'
Told them I mean what I said, and I say that firmly
And I'm tryna be religious, but I ain't no virgin
Try to be religious, but I ain't part of no clergy
Life took a dark turn, you gon' get to turnin'
God be sending signs back, that's how I know he heard me
And I'm comin' in hot like a dang fern
Cracka send me that lil addy, then I pull up early
All that ra-ra sh*t for the birds, he be chirping
Now that cracka hitchhiking, he went on a journey
Opp thot, slurp me like 7/11 slurpie
They tryna see about what it is, just tell em what it could be Shout out Mike [?], brought me to the stu' and booked me
f*ck the teacher and my classmates, I was playing hookie
Man, tryna see me when they tryna overlook me
Time to know who I'ma be, I ain't no f*ckin' rookie
[Chorus]
I'ma make a cracka cripwalk, make em Diddybop
Call the chopper, Jackie Chan, cause it kickbox
I'ma rock out like a band, feel like slipknot
And I keep a pair on me, feel like Rick Ross
Feel like Gordon Ramsay, tell the cracka p*ss off
And Eminem, this ain't no diss track, ain't no killshot
f*ck a sponsor, got my bands up, tell em back off
No free advertising, sh*t I ain't no mascot (Skrr)