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letra de ride or die - kasher quon

[verse 1]
a ride or die, that’s my lil’ b-tch, i get high just a lil’ bit
bro just pulled up on me with a three of tris
his petty ass tryna pour a line, we pourin’ a whole b-tch
i see n-ggas happy on the ‘gram with my old b-tch
i’d beat the f-ck out of a n-gga like he stole sh-t
they thought i was broke ’til i popped up with a froze wrist
none of my b-tches basic, popped up with a cold b-tch
told my b-tch, “pack all your bags”, goin’ on a road trip
i guess it’s time to hit the road
i’m tired of young hoes, i need all my b-tches grown
i had a plain jane but it’s just somethin’ about the froze
i spent thirty racks on this b-tch because i’m grown
this a grown man watch
told both of my b-tches y’all can f-ck, i’ma watch
i had them b-tches bumpin’ tw-ts
caught a lil’ flea ’cause i was runnin’ from the cops
n-ggas just be hatin’ out hеre, i don’t really got no opps
told my b-tch i’m not a cheatеr, i don’t have no thots
i still won’t make time for you hoes with a bustdown watch

[verse 2]
it seem like everything i do they try to jock
chase been open for a year, this b-tch finna rock
i guarantee you that it’s gon’ pop
spent too much on my kit, you rob me, you gon’ die
[verse 3]
ain’t drivin’ ten hours on the road, i’m gon’ fly
four backwoods to the face, i’m so high
sis in your chain, that ain’t water, that b-tch so dry
you ain’t made a sale all day, that block so dry
ain’t n0body pullin’ up
you ain’t never heard of my shoes, look ’em up
i’m tryna make some money, she askin’ me as i’m tryna f-ck
i’m finna send your ass in the bank, you can keep your pus’
i don’t even do features no more, you can keep your bucks
twenty-five hundred ain’t worth pullin’ up
[?] f-ck now so you know my prices went up
d-mn near for a feature and video, i want ten bucks

- kasher quon

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