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time is ticking - kasher quon lyrics

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[verse: kasher quon]
my car got a camera, so i can see you when i back out
this n*gga tryna rob me, i might have to pull the strap out
my brother tryna race me, so i’m finna pull the charger out
i scammed all 3, so i ain’t even got a barber now
my cousin just told me “lil bro, you goin’ harder now”
i was f*ckin’ this lil’ b*tch fast, she said “slow it down”
i was so broke, man, i couldn’t even buy a pound
but that was back then, and i’m straight, i got it now
scammed this one n*gga and i told him “have a good day”
just made 2 bands, man i’m finna have a good day
just pulled this bad b*tch, i’m finna take her on a good date
just caught one of my opps in a old*ass ford escape
i’m finna hit the road and turn around with florida plates
just bought a new crib, i’m finna chill and enjoy the place
i’m still in michigan, i just moved to orchard lake (village)
i just f*cked a b*tch and i told her “get out yo’ feelin’s!”
my auntie love to gossip, she need to mind her own godd*mn business
i’m finna buy a buildin’ and run my own godd*mn business
i got a new b*tch and she told me she a godd*mn dentist
i just met my mans for a pint at planet fitness!
how you gon’ pay me for a feature? your funds insufficient
i don’t wanna do no runs with you, i got my own missions
i don’t wanna f*ck no hoes with you, i got my own b*tches
he think he gettin’ off cuz’ he got a vlone hoodie
i’m on the come*up, i’m finna get a feature from a boogie
every time i see the opps they run, they be gettin’ bullied
just paid $75 for an eighthy, this wookie tushi
i’m sick n*ggas still be out here lyin’ about gettin’ p*ssy
yeah you got a strap, but you won’t shoot, you a f*ckin’ p*ssy
yeah you got a page, but you don’t scam, you a f*ckin’ rookie
this b*tch just paid me $5000 to eat her p*ssy
that b*tch just f*cked 3 n*ggas and you ate her p*ssy
if a n*gga try to rob me, he gon’ catch a bullet
now his momma and his auntie at his funeral
i’m finna pull up with the ak at his funeral
this b*tch sucked my d*ck for an hour, i’m scared of you
yeah you got a strap, but ain’t n0body scared of you
you still in the back? me and my n*ggas ahead of you
i just karo’ed a n*gga lean with some cranberry juice
i just poured up some wockhardt in a cranberry juice

- kasher quon lyrics

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