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ann-dee dasome’n – #kasimotto (prod by mrizzy dagood) lyrics

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[intro: lily, ann-dee & mrizzy]
for real music
yow mrii does it sound good?
its mrizzy on this beat hey!!!
grew up one thing only
that be #kasimotto

[verse 1]
going back to the hood we’re i’m used to blowing stacks
like check,we’re blood money sweat money is also cash
for instance: we academically weak gents
so shacks were build we’re the money never lacks
money trees were hard to plant cause ground pack too steep
so we want the same sh-t, same water to sip
a red bmw with a very cool crib
with a yellow bone babe on your black two seat
aaaaaah we tryna make it in life
all armed for the money like rebellion types
getting sleep every night i gotta end in time
and kick start this dream make it a habit in life
the aim is to get them b-tchs
get the cars like them riches
get a crib smoke the weed
with no seed and exceed
get a tab drive a cab
we’re the money’s in your hand
getting all the money through
and drink alota booze man

[hook]
i’m tryna get my grin
i’m using kasi motto
i’m tryna get my paper
i’m living kasi motto. x2

[refrain]
shout out to the n-gga that be paying all bills
shout out to the n-gga that be getting more k!lls
no hard feelings but b-tch y’all better know

[verse 2]
you see these streets, they gave birth to this n-gga
they groomed and made the n-gga even bigger like ceasar
part of the mission was the training on how to pull the trigger
and all becoming gods like the great and grim reapers
pushing trolleys as a job white ladies get jacked
parking lots car guards always gonna give a hand
yeah, we tryna get da cash
royalties and all treasure gone be split in two halfs
still with the dirty money ladies show love
but then the fam at malls they would never show up
what? but i’m f-cken grown up
ima drink till die till i f-cken throw up
see, all i ever new was all the crews and the booze
we’re we all get a bruise so either win or loose
we got no choice, we got no chance, so we even can’t choose
we better sw-nk on all stars: chuck taylor half boots

[hook]
[refrain]

[verse 3]
and then the fashion trends were like our daily bread pringle; d-ckies from the toes to head
thing is we kids we gotta bounce like a breast
and diesel k!lling the chicks we have in bed
last month one of us got a burial
condolences to da fam at da funeral
well f-ck your reputation, we strip u till you till you topless
black leather self employed yesterday was jobless
blood on your hands already made your statement
honestly man we tryna aim like cavemen
see the motto is aim high and the aim is what we do
and if u ask us why boy the answer will come too
see ours is the way and the only way
in drugs and cash, in sports and skirts
so let’s try hard, be proud and true
we do just our best cause there’s much to do



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