BLP 42 blocks, you crackers ain't know shit I call them Silento, make crackers hit the whip Whole plot twist Flip the script Brrrd BLP flocka, that's my new name and shit Real Hebrew, real Jew BLP 42 Glocks, you crackas ain't know shit I call this choppa Silento, 'cause it make crackas hit the whip They told me that I don't fit in, but I was never tryna' fit You ain't talking money, call me Helen Keller, I can't hear shit BLP 42 Glocks, you crackas ain't know shit I call this choppa Silento, 'cause it make crackas hit the whip They told me that I don't fit in, but I was never tryna' fit You ain't talking money, call me Helen Keller, I can't hear shit They thought they was 'bout to jump me, choppa make the plot twist Cracked talkin' shit 'bout BLP, but he do crossfit He used to bully me in school but now his sister slurp me sick Potato ready round the barrel, yeah you won't hear jack shit He don't do gymnastics but I'll make that cracka backflip They told me don't stop rapping cause they love the way I spit I don't wanna hear no damn gossip, that shit makes me sick They say boy you white, stop sayin' cracka But I ain't no honky jit Told that boy he got no bars, go back to playing hockey bitch Yeah I'm skinny but my pockets might need liposuction bitch Beatrice designer tee, you still wear Abercrombie Fitch That boy be sacking rails and shit so I don't think he having jits BLP 42 Glocks, you crackas ain't know shit I call this choppa Silento, 'cause it make crackas hit the whip They told me that I don't fit in, but I was never tryna' fit You ain't talking money, call me Helen Keller, I can't hear shit BLP 42 Glocks, you crackas ain't know shit I call this choppa Silento, 'cause it make crackas hit the whip They told me that I don't fit in, but I was never tryna' fit You ain't talking money, call me Helen Keller, I can't hear shit I fuck with making music, tryna blow up no atomic bomb (brrd) Choppa got kick, you would think it had a soccer mom Cracka tryna diss me but he still work at the Papa John's I ain't Marvin Gaye but I be feelin' like let's get it on Kippah on my head, no rasta hat, this shit a yarmulke Shout out Joey, that boy told me I should sell on Amazon I keep my circle small, I don't need no fuckin' octogon He don't do no track and field but I'll make him run a marathon Tell that cracker shut the fuck up, I wanna hear you ramble on They told me that it's gon' be fun, I told them it's a cup phenomenon How the fuck this cracker makin' threats but stay in Oregon You get grated like some cheese, like some damn parmesan BLP 42 Glocks, you crackas ain't know shit I call this choppa Silento, 'cause it make crackas hit the whip They told me that I don't fit in, but I was never tryna' fit You ain't talking money, call me Helen Keller, I can't hear shit BLP 42 Glocks, you crackas ain't know shit I call this choppa Silento, 'cause it make crackas hit the whip They told me that I don't fit in, but I was never tryna' fit You ain't talking money, call me Helen Keller, I can't hear shit