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jugg money - kasher quon lyrics

[producer tag]
alwoo made this beat

[intro]
kasher quon

[verse]
woke up, check my jugg phone, a ham called
tried to help your broke ass out, but you ran off
i’m in a spot on the east, getting them’ grahams off
in the middle with this sh*t, a f*ckin’ ham called
he said “sir, i read your post on instagram
i’m willing to flip my last 800, hope this not a scam”
i laughed and said “hahaha, i got you, man
go to any cvs cuz all of them got moneygrams”
you wanna learn to jugg? listen to my verses
up a five ball around some broke n*ggas on purpose
try some stupid sh*t, you gon’ get your ass murdered
you ain’t cut, lil’ n*gga, you just a d*mn burger
spark the kush up, let it burn, no usher
kasher quon, i’m that crispy motherf*cker
your b*tch all on my d*ck, i’mma f*ck her
told you she loyal, you still trust her
jugg all d*mn day, but i still hustle
do every thing solo, n*ggas’ll squeal on you
talk all that loyal sh*t but won’t k!ll for you
but do some stupid ass bullsh*t and steal from you
mama begged me to go to school, it ain’t work
now i’m that n*gga getting paid just to say a verse
got kicked out of school, n*gga, i was hurt
you know how i feel when your mama f*cking feelings hurt
try to rob one of mine’s, get put in the dirt
(??) mix this sh*t with nyquil, ham thought it was perc
(??) gave that boy baking soda, he thought it was work
when he bust open the duffle bag, he was hurt
i’m tired of all these f*cking lames acting like they scam
i came up, i appreciate it, instagram
cuz if it weren’t for you, i wouldn’t have no hams
i wouldn’t have no bands, i wouldn’t have came up with a plan
made a k!lling ot n*gga off the blues
uv do the flip*cash but my ham wanted some retro twos
he said “sir, where my shoes?” i told him “out the view”
the package must have f*cked up in the mail, send an extra two
and an extra two, and an extra two
sorry for the inconvenience, i’ma send some extra shoes
(??) back true living jeans off some gamma blues
(??) you think you righting kasher quon? you’s a f*cking fool
run that check*up, lil’ n*gga, run that check*up
your boy sleeping on kasher quon? well, he next up
talking cash sh*t, but ain’t got it? n*gga, shut up
made over $9,800 off a text message
you f*cking ham, really lay that ham off
i was broke before, so you know i got my bands right
get a n*gga going for a low ass price
when i go ot, i swipe, swipe, swipe, swipe, swipe
the lot i’m blowing got me higher than a d*mn kite
gave a b*tch good d*ck, she can’t spend the night
in that foreign thing, you still ride mini bikes
and if i feel like you a threat, i’ma take your life
(??) three chains around my neck, and them b*tches izee
all you do is act, boy, i’ma call you spike lee
gucci shoes on my feet, these ain’t no d*mn nikes
white bust on my face, and they got those (??)
saying “kasher quon broke” what the f*ck do you mean?
i don’t f*ck with broke hoes, man, they got a disease
you ain’t trying to give no head? then your ass gotta leave
(??) my b*tch i trip about on her ass, that she pass weave

- kasher quon lyrics

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