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kasher quon – taco lyrics

[intro]
(ooh, sh+t, that’s a danny g beat)
ayy, that b+tch hard
(b+tch, you thirsty, take a sip)

[verse]
this beat sound like a bunch of mexicans with tacos
we roll whole zips and backwoods, not frontos
this n+gga still wearin’ robin’s jeans with rhinestones
if you ain’t got no money, it’s best for you to get your grind on (for real)
you gotta make somethin’ happen
i can show you a buck fifty ’cause i’ve been stackin’
you can’t show a godd+mn dollar ’cause you’ve been cappin’
i’m in the srt, i gotta turn off the traction
that b+tch be goin’ fast as h+ll
my lil’ cousin twelve and smoke weed, that n+gga bad as h+ll
[?] why you don’t listen to dog? that n+gga trash as h+ll
[?] put a blunt out in the ash tray, that n+gga grabbed the tail (wh0re)
he tryna smoke on my leftovers
i was f+ckin’ with backpack boyz, they the best growers (fire)
they sh+t fire
i know this one n+gga that smoke weed and he sing in a choir
like what the f+ck, n+gga? you goin’ to church and sh+t smokin’ weed?
i told my b+tch you ain’t goin’ nowhere, i grabbed her keys (give me those)
you gotta sit in the house
if you pull up to the trap to buy some weed, you might see a mouse
your crib small as h+ll, i barely saw your house
i told that b+tch, “your p+ssy trash, i barely want your mouth” (barely)
i really don’t even want nothin’
i just had to block a b+tch number ’cause she wasn’t f+ckin’
last n+gga tried to rob me got shot up in the stomach
i already established my name, you tryna be up and comin’
but don’t n0body know you
i was on [?] and ran into my own godd+mn social

- kasher quon lyrics

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