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kasher quon - came up lyrics

[intro]
(aiwoo made this beat)
kasher quon
let’s go

[verse]
big+ass chop, and that b+tch hold a lot of rounds
you’d be surprised, this b+tch probably knock a building down
i came up, so all my exes in they feelings now (they feelings)
i’m tryna stack my money taller than a ceiling
n+ggas sneak diss but d+ck suck when i come around (lame)
you all up in her face and she f+ckin’ hound
hit the b+tch and told her never come back around (get the f+ck on)
next n+gga disrespect me, i’ma k!ll somebody
[?] know how it feel when you got six chains around your body (bling+bling)
gotta shut the f+ck up ’cause them peoples watchin’ (shh)
buffs on, got these b+tches wanna slide (they slidin’)
icy swings and six chains, these n+ggas wanna rob me (gang)
big 40 on my hip, man, i dare somebody (i dare)
all i do is smoke kush, i don’t f+ck with molly (wow)
if it ain’t a performance, i don’t f+ck with parties (no)
couple hoes in my rear tryna have a slumber party
word around the city, n+ggas say i’m a ham
boy, you don’t even know me, what the f+ck is you sayin’?
i guess you mad at me because i scam off the ‘gram (jugg, jugg)
boy, you can do the same, just come up with that plan (for real)
i was broke, never think that i’d touch two bands
i’m really up now, i spent that just on glasses and pants
go ot with that— shh, come back with them bands
i can tell your buffs fake, boy, look at the lens
i don’t really take losses, all i know is just win (win, win)
we only hang around fam, what the f+ck is a friend?
got a mag on me now, i’m not tuckin’ my stick
fours in this b+tch, off balance, you got samoa kicks (haha)
roll off an e pill, n+gga rollin’ and sh+t
i’m ’bout to go to somerset and spend a roll in this b+tch, ayy
i’m ’bout to pull up some hoes in this b+tch (some hoes)
then fly straight to hutch and get some ice in my sticks
all this jugg money got a n+gga b+tch on my d+ck
if you wanna get some money, you gotta take that risk
she a rat+ass b+tch and you chased that b+tch (you chased that b+tch)
real og and you taste that sh+t (baow)
i came up quick and they hate that sh+t (they hate that sh+t)
sittin’ around broke, man, i hate that sh+t (i hate that)
runnin’ off with a bag, i don’t play that sh+t (i don’t play that sh+t)
make money every day, boy, i chase that sh+t
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