Released on June 28, 2024

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[Intro]

(You know Rami run that shit up)


[Chorus]

Them boys flat Earthers, we spin his block and show him different

He was atheist, he saw that chopper, now he best believe

I'm a 'crete surfer, if I smell blood, get to rippin'

You writin' long articles, I tote extended magazines

Now they glazin' like they work at Krispy Kreme

You beat your meat, I beat my feet, they tried to treat me like a meme

Every opp got cold feet, money large, whole wheat

He hit the ground like Jake Brown, I sent the opps fifty feet (Water)


[Verse]

Catch an opp and exercise the Second-Amendment right that I don't have

Life a highway, I drive like a rascal, but I ain't catchin' flats

Only time I cut corners the curb, watch me skrrt the black

On the tour bus, used to ask for rides from home from Tamarac

I took that bitch to Mr. Chow, you took that ho to Shake Shack

My homeboy had an ego death and he ain't get the shake-back

Ask me if I'm really a Jew, why the fuck would I fake that?

Started a whole career and I did it all in the same hat

I carry pistols like I'm licensed, every hat was righteous

Nitro circus, midlife crisis, like JELEEL, I'm biking

That boy a gangster in the macro world, you are not a viking

They keep tryna beef with me, I'm a motherfuckin' bison

They were throwin' shade 'til the tree house got struck by lightning

Your favorite rapper ass, rappin' shit that other people writin'

He went to the loch and he ain't see his money back

My bitch got an onion booty, you can keep the honey pack

Golden ticket on his top, show him what the slug worth

I put the money in the smoke, I feel like Berner and I keep one

And that bitch for the streets and the suburbs (Water)

I'm fuckin' anything with legs, bitch, murder


[Chorus]

Them boys flat Earthers, we spin his block and show him different

He was atheist, he saw that chopper, now he best believe

I'm a 'crete surfer, if I smell blood, get to rippin'

You writin' long articles, I tote extended magazines

Now they glazin' like they work at Krispy Kreme

You beat your meat, I beat my feet, they tried to treat me like a meme

Every opp got cold feet, money large, whole wheat

He hit the ground like Jake Brown, I sent the opps fifty feet (Water)


[Outro]

Big Dreidel, Big Dreidel

I'm the motherfuckin' Dreidel Man

Water, uh-uh, ayy, ayy

Put a hole in a cracker, I'm the bagel man

Got some money, ayy, ayy, ayy

Ayy, ayy, got some money, ayy, ayy

Yeah

Same hat

I done built a whole career off the same hat

Water, like my flame attached

Water, uh, uh