I got broads in Atlanta, I got broads in the A, they think I´m a designer
Her body shaped like an hourglass, when I hit it, she put on a timer
We used to post at the diner, I had a blick in my hat at the club as a minor

The button right under the seat, I´ma lay on a jit, but it´s not a recliner

They were saying my people was animalistic
But all of these people with power they talkin´ about, they ain´t even religious
The charity is part of the law and it says that we can´t be materialistic
I know ´bout rabbis who sleep on the couch, the media talks ´bout the richest
And I know I was never taught nothing malicious
If the animal suffer, my mom told me, "Don´t take a bite, even though it´s delicious"
So it´s crazy that Sheisty done gave me that name, the life of the dreidel, a misfit
When I jumped off the porch, I was wearing a tallis and the field was vicious
But none of this new to me, since a jit, I´ve been tryna preach unity

They not even Jewish, they speakin´ on Jews, they never been to the community
I´m not even from that community, but I won´t let ´em speak on it loosely
And שלהם is a Hebrew word, that means "of them" and it never meant "used to be"

I got broads in Atlanta, I got broads in the A, they think I´m a designer
Her body shaped like an hourglass, when I hit it, she put on a timer
We used to post at the diner, I had a blick in my hat at the club as a minor
The button right under the seat, I´ma lay on a jit, but it´s not a recliner

I don´t even know ´bout cars, I ain´t buyin´ no i8 just to show them that I ate

I´m downtown like, "Take my tape," I threw the two-shot in the lake
I did it ´olo, why they hate? Got a monkey on my back, no Bathing Ape
They about to hear my roar, got it off that Seder plate
Ayy, everybody ´round me doomed, don´t play, hundred-round drum, Boomhauer, okay
954, you know what they say, wherever you from, you play, you lay
Trick question, you a rat, not an alibi, I was in Boca with Malachi
Fuck a pig, I´ll wait ´til rabbits fly, 40 Glock spit rapid fire
They try to say that I run the banks, I was just passing by
And I had that fire on me in class, that shit was classified

And it´s always the bullshit that gon´ get instantly gratified
Smoking on who? Jit, white-girl wasted, you must be cracker high

I got broads in Atlanta, I got broads in the A, they think I´m a designer
Her body shaped like an hourglass, when I hit it, she put on a timer
We used to post at the diner, I had a blick in my hat at the club as a minor
The button right under the seat, I´ma lay on a jit, but it´s not a recliner