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kasher quon - another 1 lyrics

[intro]
(montana built it)
kasher quon
let’s go
(montana)
(montana on the beat, b+tch)

n+gga tried to short me on the zip, said re+weigh it up
don’t take n+ggas that stress ’cause they really be playin’ tough
flashin’ another n+gga cheese, i can call your bluff
smokin’ a petty+ass gram but you claim you stuck
you been rappin’ with no buzz, boy, give it up
asked your b+tch, “can i f+ck?”, she gon’ give it up (come on)
million views on youtube, n+gga, look it up (kasher quon)
i just scammed my grandma like what the f+ck? (f+ck)
think you finna rob me, smokin’ angel dust (burger)
and you know we got a pistol if he came with us
i just made ten bands off of 7+
and dropped a deuce of the red in a 7up
i ain’t tryna look cool, f+ck a double cup (f+ck that)
two hoes on my d+ck, that’s a double dutch
and them buffs fake as h+ll, you never went to hutch (dumb ass)
caught a jugg for five hundred, that sh+t came in clutch
high as h+ll off the lean, words slurrin’ up (slurrin’)
your b+tch say she outside, she tryna suck me up
hold on, lil’ b+tch, don’t set me up
i ain’t finna have one of these n+ggas wet me up
b+tch, you on some stupid sh+t
hit that lil’ b+tch off some ruth chris
anyone sh+t but a blue strip
blow pros and get it back ’cause i do this
think you sippin’ straight drop, he done hit your ass
my b+tch steady aggravated, want me to kiss her ass
all she do is sit back and f+ckin’ nag
why you go to miami? i’m just chillin’ with f+ckin’ fans
hit a jugg for five hundred and i do my dance
now i’m ’bout to stuff that inside of my pants
and your mans thought he was sl!ck, i done popped your mans
opp n+gga in a picture, i done cropped your mans
almost shot this one n+gga, but he just a fan
told him, “ayy, you can’t be walkin’ up on me, man”
i ain’t sweet, you can’t jugg, i am not a ham
ain’t no point to make that sale if it’s just a gram
this sh+t free, i ain’t gotta pay uncle sam
i did a script every week from auntie pam
but if she try to go up, i don’t give a d+mn
’cause i’ma still add my tax and do my dance

- kasher quon lyrics

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