Outer Space Pickleball Lyrics – BLP KOSHER | Brackish


American rapper BLP KOSHER released his new single, titled “Outer Space Pickleball,” on June 27, 2025. The song is the third track from his fourth studio album, Brackish. In Outer Space Pickleball, BLP blends his signature quirky Jewish humor with a mix of rap absurdity and clever flows. Whether he’s referencing lunar serves or dropping lines that only make sense if you’ve lived on the internet too long, it’s a cosmic experience that’s as unique as it is catchy. Its irresistible music and unforgettable, mind-blowing lyrics make it impossible not to sing along. Read Outer Space Pickleball lyrics by BLP KOSHER below and experience the song’s passion.

Song Credits

Song NameOutterspace Pickleball
Lead VocalsBLP KOSHER & BabyTron
SongwriterBLP KOSHER & BabyTron
Music ProducerBLP KOSHER
LabelDreidel Gang
Release DateJune 27, 2025
Song LanguageEnglish
Copyright ©Dreidel Gang
         

Outer Space Pickleball Lyrics

Long Live Jew Shiesty, Long Live Charmane
They Gon’ Have To Call 911 After This Pickleball Game
Shittyboyz, Dog$Hit Militia
Long Live $Cam, R.I.P. Chris

Blood On The Money But The Pay Crip, K Put A Hole In Your Shoes, Call It K-swiss
Peel A Top Back, On Some JFK Shit, Dead On Arrival, We Don’t Do No Etas, Jit
Catch A Body Way Before Gta 6, Glock In My Belt, We Ain’t On No Bta Shit
In A Bad Headspace, Gettin’ Head In A Spaceship, Ayy, Dreidelman, Watch Me Shapeshift

Damn, I’m Gettin’ Rich For Sure,
The Whip Game Mean In This B!tch, But I’ma Shift The Boat
I Say, “The Goat Lick My Penis,” How She Givin’ Throat
Me And Tron Playin’ Pickleball When We In The Yo
Chain Do The Cat Daddy While My Wrist Hit The Folks
Zero Rules In The Field We In, We Enlisting Coke
Had To Keep Your Tt Off The Trap, She Gon’ Sniff The Load
Cudi Flippin’ Bows, Sippin’ O’s, And He Hittin’ Dough
I Don’t Bump Yay ’cause The Fent, They Put It In The Coke
Hit The One-way, Jumped The Fence, And Put It In The ‘yot
Ricky Rubio, Me And Blp Pick And Roll,
How The Fu*k My Florida Plug Playin’ In The Snow?
Get Up Close Like A Porn Shot, Now His Ass Gonzo
Hit The Opp, Blood Out My Nose Like I’m Kid Pronto
Perkys Callin’, Bright Future, I Don’t Know Pluto
I Went From Canned Sardines, Now I’m Eatin’ Crudos

         

Ayy, Why You Tryna Be Like Us? Just Be You, Bro
When I’m Wrestlin’ With My G’s, You Should Think Sumo
Good Ping, Shot Off One [?] 4-3-2-0
How We Fit Thirty Weapons In The Three Two-doors?
When You A Champion, It’s Only Right You Rock Gold
Bullets With The Blue Tips, You Better Stop, Drop, Roll
Started Off Sierra Mist, But You Would Think The Coke
Ot In The Bnb, Can’t Go Out Like I’m Pop Smoke
You Can Call Me Tron Gotti Turn ’em Into John Doe
No Mask, Cudi Would Do Fenty In That Pot, Throwed
Hell Nah, That Ain’t No Pot Roast
If I Throw That Hoodie On, You Fu*ked Like You Dropped Soap
The Bell Just Rang, You Better Drop Notes
Lil’ Brodie Hit The Self Scan Like Luke Rockhold
Lookin’ Like A Tin Man, Even The Socks Chrome
Literally A Heart Pumpin’, Time I Ain’t Got, Ho

Opp Ho*s? Uh-uh, We ’bout To Rock Shows
Booted Up, I’m Off A Ten Screet But I Don’t Pop Those
Now I’m At The [?] Street With A Flock Of Ho*s
Antelope Drac’ With The Drum, We Play The Bongo (Walddt)
I Used To Find Opps Before They Dropped ‘locs
Swung My Racket Into Outer Space, No Venus Williams
He Got Hit Up In His Leg Tryna Pop Ho*s
Chopper Ate ’em Up, Not A Damn Chance, Neen Williams
Ayy Tron, We’ll Finish Him

Across The Us—Broward County Up To Michigan
I Ain’t Have A Listener, Now They Just Listenin’
I Ain’t Have A Single Vvs [?], But Now They Glistenin’
Them Boys Figulating, I Don’t Speak Fig Latin
He A Honeybaked Ham, I Caught ’em With The Pigs Chattin’
The Day I Met Tron, I Knew I’d Never Quit Rappin’
In My Prime, In My Mode, B!tch, I’m In My Zone

         

Damn, I’m Gettin’ Rich For Sure,
The Whip Game Mean In This B!tch, But I’ma Shift The Boat
I Say, “The Goat Lick My Penis,” How She Givin’ Throat
Me And Tron Playin’ Pickleball When We In The Yo
Chain Do The Cat Daddy While My Wrist Hit The Folks
Zero Rules In The Field We In, We Enlisting Coke
Had To Keep Your Tt Off The Trap, She Gon’ Sniff The Load
Cudi Flippin’ Bows, Sippin’ O’s, And He Hittin’ Dough
I Don’t Bump Yay ’cause The Fent, They Put It In The Coke
Hit The One-way, Jumped The Fence, And Put It In The ‘yot
Ricky Rubio, Me And Blp Pickin’ Row,
How The Fu*k My Florida Plug Playin’ In The Snow?
Get Up Close Like A Porn Shot, Now His Ass Gonzo
Hit The Opp, Blood Out My Nose Like I’m Kid Pronto
Perkys Callin’, Bright Future, I Don’t Know Pluto
I Went From Canned Sardines, Now I’m Eatin’ Crudos

Frequently Asked Questions

Who is the singer of the “Outer Space Pickleball” song?

The “Outer Space Pickleball” song is sung by BLP KOSHER and BabyTron.

         

Who wrote the lyrics to the “Outer Space Pickleball” song?

The song “Outer Space Pickleball” was written by BLP KOSHER and BabyTron.

Who is the music producer of the “Outer Space Pickleball” song?

“Outer Space Pickleball” is produced by Scott Storch.

When was the “Outer Space Pickleball song released?

Outer Space Pickleball was released on June 27, 2025.

What is the duration of Outer Space Pickleball?

The duration of the song Outer Space Pickleball is approximately 2 minutes and 52 seconds long.

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