
letra de time is ticking - kasher quon
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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
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