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Relocate
3,210
Hip-Hop/Rap
Relocate was released on October 3, 2019 by Kasher Quon as a part of the album Relocate - Single
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Release DateOctober 3, 2019
LabelKasher Quon
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM195

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kasher Quon
Kasher Quon
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marquon Fulton
Marquon Fulton
Songwriter

Lyrics

(Oh, yeah, Krazy)
A label tried to offer fifty, I just turned it down
Your bitch say she wanna fuck, I just turned it down
Been on the road for a day, doin' turnarounds
I don't stay in Detroit no more, I'm in Miami now
Yeah, I see you with Amiris, but they hand-me-downs
Labels callin' in, man, this shit gettin' scary now
A **** try to rob me, I'ma gun him down
Guess the **** mad 'cause me and his bitch fuck around
**** broke, can't go half on a pound
I roll 'Woods that be fatter than a Black & Mild
Get to clappin' at a ****, where your cap and gown?
It seem like I always make ten when I'm out of town
I'm stayin' here for a week, fuck a turn around
I get your bitch in the room and tell her to turn around
My own fam hate on me 'cause I don't come around
I ain't got time for the chit-chat 'cause I'm famous now
Three grams in a 'Wood, I'm finna face it now
Drink too much lean and pop, my face breakin' out
That bitch got fifty bodies and you ate her out
A **** ran off with a bank play, I'm finna take him out
Finna kidnap this **** and duct tape his mouth
Or take one of the lil' **** children and fuck his spouse
Or call my cousin from the army to blow up his house
Was gon' beat the **** ass, but he ain't come out the house
If I don't make shit today, I won't come out the house
His bitch boyfriend pulled up, I had to run out the house
I was on some dumbass shit, left my gun at the house
My feature price went real high, they at two thousand now
AR and a Glock, that's how we ride around
You steady sneak dissin' **** when they not around
Back then I was broke, but I got it now
Check my bank statement and it say eighty thou'
I got a cold-ass bitch, she a Barbie doll
I got five TDs, that shit made me smile
I got five IDs that I'm sellin' out
Caught my auntie smokin' crack and I told her, "Wow"
Now I'm finna find her social somewhere around the house
Call up Verizon and watch the phone ship out
**** thought I was finna fight, pulled a stick out
This bitch thought we was finna chill, I pulled my dick out
On the phone with BOA, hope I don't miss out
If this play go successful, that's like ten thou'
I just scammed my own cousin, he look like Chris Brown
That ain't Runtz that you got in the pack, stop tryna get down
Back then I was broke with no money, I'm the shit now
Fucked a bitch off of RP, I went for ten rounds
Got a lil' white college student, I scammed ten times
Written by: Marquon Fulton
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