Kahsher quon
what up biggs
fuckin with he bandgang
lets get it
stunting
all my niggas stunting
you disrepect my niggas guarenteed we get to dumpin
that lil stack you flashing really aint nothing
aint got it how you say you do nigga stop frontin
i keep a big choppa with a hundred round drum in it
i aint playing no more i slump niggas start by rollin them blunts nigga
Tryna rob me try yo luck nigga
got finnessed before so ion trust niggas
big 40 thats gone bust nigga thats exactly why i stunt nigga
A ham hit me up he said he at western union
he bout to flip his cash man this nigga fuckin stupid
two chains round my neck got yo bitch choosin
look at me the wrong way and imma get to shooting
shut yo broke ass mouth aint trynna hear that bullshit
got that chicken on me i aint talkin bout no rooster
you playing roles like you tuff over yo computer
never shot a mag but claim you a fucking shooter
never had no weight but claim you a weight mover
yo mans shooting in the sky boys a fake shooter
on my way to the o watching for state troopers
yo bitch all on my dick shes a fuckin chooser
wanna learn how to finess yu better listen up
you dont know how it feel to have them blues stuffed in yo nuts
talkin all that broke shit stfu
shooter outside in the whip dont get fucked up
Finessed a ham for a band i lucked up
them shoes you say yo money for i done scuffed up
if kasher quon on the track im gone cut up
Niggas sneak dissing to these bitches that aint wassup
Kasher quon in this bitch boy
My nigga biggs bout to come and cut up for yall fuck boys
kasher quon
presi on my wrist this is not no damn g shock
chillin with yo bitch jordans on jersey seahawks
bands on me i just caught a fuckin re rock
hit the bank grab my bands then i leave out
doing the dash is hard for a bitch to breathe out
quon upped the 40 i just watched a nigga bleed out
stop pkaying all these niggas know what we bout
Bandgang bitch we got the city on lizzock
leaning of the sprite i really need a cane
But imma up the knife up off the k like we need everythang
get to trippin catch them bullets flying everyway
niggas choking they aint use to how that larry taste
In the hood work moving at a scary pace
lurkin they be checkin on us everyday
still swervin we dont really give a fuck
young niggas out here trynna get that money like what up
stunting
all my niggas stunting
you disrepect my niggas guarenteed we get to dumpin
that lil stack you flashing really aint nothing
aint got it how you say you do nigga stop frontin
i keep a big choppa with a hundred round drum in it
i aint playing no more i slump niggas start by rollin them blunts nigga
Tryna rob me try yo luck nigga
got finnessed before so ion trust niggas
big 40 thats gone bust nigga thats exactly why i stunt nigga

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