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venting - kasher quon lyrics

[intro]
(ooh, sh*t, that’s a danny g beat)
(d*mn, jakesand)

[verse]
the lil’ b*tch wanna f*ck, we in the whip with it
i can’t buy that car off the lot without tint in it
i hope my opp overdose off a perc’ with fent’ in it
a n*gga just hit my h*llcat, now it’s a dent in it
i thought he had some money in his pocket, it’s just lint in it
just bought my side b*tch a new crib so she can vent in it
but i ain’t even tryna vent with her
how you make your b*tch give you half on the rent, n*gga?
me, i’m payin’ every cent, n*gga
and i just bought a brand*new glock with a switch on it
lil’ b*tch on my d*ck so hard, told her, “sit on it”
b*tch p*ssy was so dry, i had to spit on it
if you ain’t got the money on cash app, you can bitcoin it
i told the lil’ b*tch, “i wanna f*ck, can you stop moanin’?”
my opps was showin’ money two years ago, they stopped showin’
i had to sacrifice and save my sh*t and stop blowin’ it
i’m in the strip club with the hoes, but i ain’t throwin’ sh*t
i can’t have no basic*ass car, i like foreign sh*t
and i just spent 2k on some bored sh*t
layin’ next to that big b*tch like it’s norbit
i’m in a bed with a big chopper
i’m finna f*ck your b*tch late night and watch big momma
bought my og a crib, told her, “ain’t no more rent, mama”
if it take time, we gon’ catch you and do you like osama
i told that b*tch, “you got a fat ass, you get it from your mama”
i beat a n*gga ass and knock him out, i get that from my brother
you just spent your last on a b*tch, my n*gga, you a sucker
she can’t get a dollar out of me, but she might get a quarter
i ain’t got no kids yet, but i might want a dora
when i get off this ho*ass probation, i’m goin’ to florida
and i ain’t never comin’ back again
you a kid, my dog, if you can’t stack a ten
i just blew a ten
you spent all your money reminiscin’, you was rich again
but you still ain’t got sh*t again
i don’t even wanna talk if it ain’t about dividends
you know i need all my benjamins
’cause him and that n*gga grant is my only [?]
that lil’ b*tch a ho, she sellin’ p*ssy on onlyfans
i don’t f*ck with n*ggas no more, i’m my only fan
oh, he wanna run off with a play? we gon’ chop off his legs
naw, naw, naw, f*ck that, we finna chop off his head
and when you done, chop off his legs
had to make dog an example, i ain’t f*ckin’ playin’
i knew i’d get here one day ’cause i was f*ckin’ [?]
all these hoes wanna f*ck me ’cause i’m the f*ckin’ man
i’m the bandman
throw me a thousand, i’ll put you on a scam, man
sign your ass up for scam class
get your b*tch ass, she listen to me, you a fan, man
such a godd*mn ham, man
10k can fit in my amiris, they crammed in
ridin’ in a bucket with four n*ggas, y’all crammed in
i told the lil’ b*tch i wanna f*ck, i’m at the hampton
room 204
used to pour wock’ every day, but i don’t drink no more
since the police kicked down my door, i can’t sleep no more
the lil’ b*tch was a ho back then, she ain’t a freak no more

- kasher quon lyrics

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