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quanche - kush n' henny lyrics

[intro]
gomez

[verse 1: quanche]
i never gave up never had to set it down
canadian club, take a shot for major peggy downes
i think that i’m kevin clarke he thought he was kevin chiles
i’m so high up there’s no way no one could get me down
gimmie a quarter of kush, double shot of the henny
i try to keep it on hush, i don’t just mingle with any
i’m living that real life this isn’t breakfast at denny’s
nor is it the tv, figure that out when your ready
i’m stuck in my ways standing in front of my mirror like “please, take a look at just what the f-ck you have made”
i hope it’s something they adore, roll up the kush grab the henny from the bottom drawer

[hook: streakz]
roll up the kush grab the henny from the bottom drawer
roll up the kush grab the henny from the bottom drawer
roll up the kush grab the henny from the bottom drawer
roll up the kush grab the henny from the bottom drawer

[verse 2: quanche]
i tell that b-tch that i’m a d-ck way before the alter
even though i know she sweet i do more than salt her
i get high but i make money

too smoking plants that we grew, i think they call that “horticulture”
what’s the deal with these guys how come they all liars?
the only time they make it rain is k!lling a spider
and you ain’t fooling me ma’ you full of sh-t too, you don’t just do lap dances you let them hit too
obviously you got issues in your case of course
the letter i in vip stands for “insecure”
at first it was about school but she said “f-ck that”
been a couple years them dudes watching her b-tt clap
and i’m just bickin’ back and being bool up on the strip
machines they spit over words no its not a script
narcotics in the bungalow with not a pot to p-ss
i’m on the strip like a b-tch with no permit from the province yet
and i don’t think i’m hot man i think i’m bool
every time my flow drop they wanna know how i do it (roll up the kush grab the henny from the bottom drawer
i just (roll up the kush grab the henny from the bottom drawer)

[bridge: quanche]
get high, yeah, yeah
get high, yeah, yeah
get high, yeah, yeah

[verse 3: quanche]
stripper clutch fill up like a gas pump with that money

that she hustle when she make her -ss jump
because maybe some cash will buy a soul to patch up so she only reach the ‘telly if she made a rack up
and me i know what’s goodie, my machine in my hoodie
shes tryna play them games, i told her she should boogie
chances are she’ll end up like them old -ss b-tches when them years p-ss fast

like a kodak picture
and that osap paid back she ain’t even use it
but think she independent cause she pick her own music
another day another penny let it soak in while you smoking with a double shot of henny (ah)

get high, yeah, yeah

- quanche lyrics

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