south park - kasher quon lyrics
[intro]
(marc boomin, this you?)
[verse]
dropped a fake check and that b*tch cleared in five minutes
i’m finna f*ck this b*tch, all i need is five minutes (five minutes)
that’d be cool with me
a n*gga gave me a band for a feature, that’s cool with me (cool)
so you know i’ma talk crazy
dog lame as h*ll, all he do is talk crazy (he just talk)
but he don’t want no smoke
i ain’t got no backwoods right now, so i can’t smoke (f*ck)
i’m finna throw a fit
i just slapped the f*ck out of my b*tch ’cause she threw a fit
i’m sick n*ggas think they gettin’ off ’cause they swipin’ lyfts
i’m goin’ to walmart with a card, swipe and dip
i’m goin’ to westland for a b*tch, f*ck and leave
i’m smokin’ on some sh*t right now, it’s cookies and cream
that sh*t tastes good
i don’t wanna eat that b*tch p*ssy, it don’t taste good (no)
i’m sippin’ on some wock’ right now, it tastes good
you sippin’ on some green right now, that taste bad (the h*ll?)
that n*gga cheap as h*ll
f*cked this one ho yesterday, but it was weak as h*ll
so i told her i ain’t interested
a n*gga just asked for a free feature, i’m not interested
i just scammed a n*gga online, he was h0m*
i got this b*tch jumpin’ on my d*ck like a pogo
that b*tch was goin’ crazy
i’m in the studio right now and i’m goin’ crazy
i’m sippin’ on a three right now, i’m lazy
this b*tch just pulled up to my crib, now she warm and cozy
we finna watch a movie
my dog online with me now, we playin’ call of duty
so i bust his ass
my cousin wanna hoop with a cheese, so i bust his ass
a n*gga just tried to rob me and i bust his ass
a b*tch just liked all my pictures and i f*cked her
i’m smokin’ on some sh*t right now and it’s gushers (fire)
i just scammed a lame*ass n*gga that look like usher
beat a n*gga ass and knocked him out, now he got a concussion
sippin’ on a three right now, i got a concussion
the sh*t that you be smokin’ on make my head hurt
i had to break up with my last b*tch, she got on my nerves
got all her clothes and i put ’em on the curb
you can’t find me ’cause i stay deep in the suburbs (far as h*ll)
hm, i’m on 20 mile
i’m finna pick this lil’ b*tch up on 7 mile (where you at?)
now we in the hood
i’m ridin’ with the draco on my lap, i’m good
so if a n*gga try to test me, he just gon’ get k!lled
i told the b*tch, “i like the way you suck d*ck, you got good sk!lls”
[outro]
(marc boomin, this you?)
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