BabyTron, Kasher Quon - Chauncey Billups lyrics

Marc Boomin, this you?
Shooting at the opps out the whip
Might hit a ayy, skrrt
Kasher Quon let's go (Boomin need extras)

Shooting out the whip at the opps
Might hit a bystander
Jugging hams at the Western Union
I feel like Kasher
Made her eat the dick and she
Can't spend the night after
Bitch talking 'bout buy her hair?
I had to eyelash her

EDD still working, you gotta bypass it
I walk around with all blue cheese
I don't like still flashing a band and all
Twenties? That's light though
The last nigga that tried to
Rob me was a jackrabbit

Moonwalking off the Runtz like
I'm Mike Jackson
Crack a joke about me? Swear to
God you gon' die laughing
Throw a jab at me? Swear to
God you gon' diе scrapping
Percocet from China, bitch
I'm blowed off a spikеd Fanta

I'll pour up in a Faygo, I don't like Fanta
I'll never smoke a cigarette
I don't like cancer i told her
"We can fuck but you can't
Stay the night after"
Just poured bleach on a nigga skin
He Mike Jackson

223 hit his 'fro
He got the Chauncey Billups
Hitman on a mission
Got a walkie talkie with him bougie lineup
Really only fuck with bossy bitches
Double cup full of Wocky
It ain't got no coffee

I'm mad as hell at Saks
They ain't have my joggy
Fucked her off a Perc' for two hours
Now she walking different
Shot him in his mouth two times
Now he talking different
The first question that I asked yo
Bitch is do she swallow children

Crackhead asked for a dub
I had to dollar bill it
I don't cap but I might be
In Lids tryna cop a fitted
Crab, steak, chicken
Got some lobster with it
Dawg making ten a hour up at Wendy's
Washing dishes

Just shot him in the head, he went bald
That nigga Chauncey Billups
And I scammed a old retired nigga
That look like Gary Payton
Just smacked this bitch blunt out her hand
She smoking Swishers
My cousin got thirty-five years
He smoked a victim

High as hell smoking Runtz
Bought a rocket launcher
Tell the opps I'm tryna blow 'em up
ShittyBoyz, Big B's, I'm finna throw it up
Two rappers jamming chips
I think the clerk know what's up
Huh, ayy, ShittyBoyz