Fanny Pack

Lyrics
[Intro] Kasher Quon (Too Pro made this shit) Let's go Alright, alright, alright, alright You feel me? [Verse] I ain't leavin' out the crib today if I don't make a band I was fucked up in that bitch, I had to make a plan Groupie hoes keep beggin' for the dick, I'm finna make them beg Lame tryna buy some lean from me, I'm finna make him red Said you was gon' do this to me, but ain't do what you said I was aimin' at the nigga head, how did I hit his legs? You say that bitch drive on his own, I should go buy a Tes' (Skrrt) Pullin' up in a Tesla It's 2022, this nigga still smokin' reg' (What the fuck?) Finna stop postin' banks on Instagram 'cause the feds [?] Not tryna get indicted, but, shit, I need bands, bruh (I need it) I'm just tryna stack my money up 'Cause when you down on your dick and broke, they don't give a fuck I told the lil' bitch I got a girl that's just a quick fuck I'm just tryna get a quick nut It costs ten to get in the club, he got six bucks (Damn) Well, I guess you ain't got no luck Just snatched my opp glasses off his face, now he ain't got no buffs You told me that you went to fuck that bitch, but you did not go fuck (Burger) Just lyin' on your dick It's 2022, nobody still do that shit A nigga kind of hungry right now, I need Ruth Chris And I tipped all the waitresses a blue strip (Here you go) Because I hit a big scam today He was my cousin before he ran off, but we ain't fam' today (Pussy) Lil' nigga, that was yesterday If I see my opp out in traffic, he better pray 'Cause I'm whippin' out that big bitch Caught his lil' dumb ass lackin' on the RipStik Clip hold fifty, lil' nigga, this a hit stick, blrr And that bitch ain't gon' graze your ass You was my lil' dog for some years, I done raised your ass Lil' EDD money saved you, but you still a fan Everybody in the city looked at the Kasher tryna scam And I put that on everybody I was the first scam rapper, they all copied I told that bitch when you give me head, do it sloppy But I don't wanna fuck her 'cause she burnin' like a Hot Tamale I don't want that body (Nope) I wanna pull up in a Charger, I don't want that chally (Skrrt) And I only eat expensive food, I heard you shop at Rallys [?] YSL bag a thousand, finna cop that fanny
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Credits
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- Kasher Quon