jug
Jew baxter got real shooters in this bitch that aint no rap skit
Pulled up to the grid with a few packs and a chopstick
JUG the goat sent me the blessing we making another hit
Baruch Hashem, but I still got the stick
Tefillin 4 on 4 like I’m locked in for the brit
50 thousand on my fit
young gefilte on his feet
Only Nazis in my pipe, I don’t chief no nothin’ light
Put mezuzah on my Glock just to bless it mid-fight
Ain’t no ceasefire, I was born to ignite
Said kaddish for my opp then I turned off the light
and we bumping some fitusi
wrapped in holy smoke, feelin’ like a Sephardi Bruce Lee
