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letra de another 1 - kasher quon

[intro]
(montana built it)
kasher quon
let’s go
(montana)
(montana on the beat, b-tch)

n-gga tried to short me on the zip, said re-weigh it up
don’t take n-ggas that stress ’cause they really be playin’ tough
flashin’ another n-gga cheese, i can call your bluff
smokin’ a petty-ass gram but you claim you stuck
you been rappin’ with no buzz, boy, give it up
asked your b-tch, “can i f-ck?”, she gon’ give it up (come on)
million views on youtube, n-gga, look it up (kasher quon)
i just scammed my grandma like what the f-ck? (f-ck)
think you finna rob me, smokin’ angel dust (burger)
and you know we got a pistol if he came with us
i just made ten bands off of 7+
and dropped a deuce of the red in a 7up
i ain’t tryna look cool, f-ck a double cup (f-ck that)
two hoes on my d-ck, that’s a double dutch
and them buffs fake as h-ll, you never went to hutch (dumb ass)
caught a jugg for five hundred, that sh-t came in clutch
high as h-ll off the lean, words slurrin’ up (slurrin’)
your b-tch say she outside, she tryna suck me up
hold on, lil’ b-tch, don’t set me up
i ain’t finna have one of these n-ggas wet me up
b-tch, you on some stupid sh-t
hit that lil’ b-tch off some ruth chris
anyone sh-t but a blue strip
blow pros and get it back ’cause i do this
think you sippin’ straight drop, he done hit your ass
my b-tch steady aggravated, want me to kiss her ass
all she do is sit back and f-ckin’ nag
why you go to miami? i’m just chillin’ with f-ckin’ fans
hit a jugg for five hundred and i do my dance
now i’m ’bout to stuff that inside of my pants
and your mans thought he was sl!ck, i done popped your mans
opp n-gga in a picture, i done cropped your mans
almost shot this one n-gga, but he just a fan
told him, “ayy, you can’t be walkin’ up on me, man”
i ain’t sweet, you can’t jugg, i am not a ham
ain’t no point to make that sale if it’s just a gram
this sh-t free, i ain’t gotta pay uncle sam
i did a script every week from auntie pam
but if she try to go up, i don’t give a d-mn
’cause i’ma still add my tax and do my dance

- kasher quon

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