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Ain't Finished
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Ain't Finished was released on June 25, 2021 by Kasher Quon as a part of the album Perk Buffet
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Release DateJune 25, 2021
LabelKasher Quon
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM99

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kasher Quon
Kasher Quon
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marquon Fulton
Marquon Fulton
Composer

Lyrics

Bitch-ass lil' boy, all you need is some lipstick
I'm finna catch this lil' **** slippin' on this RipStik
I'm ridin' with a big-ass chop, this bitch real big
I heard that you still exposin' hoes, you a lil' kid
We don't do that no more
He say he got cookie but he grew that for sure (Homegrown)
It ain't even got no name
I'm finna throw up 'cause I ain't even got no lean
Let me drop a check in your account 'cause you ain't got no cash
Paid sixty for a three-five, this is not no grass
A **** said he gon' ride me, I just laughed
I heard you fucked a dirty-ass bitch and got crabs
Now that lil' **** itchin'
It's the fifth Percocet today, them bitches got me itchin' (Fuck)
I feel like a crackhead
I'm goin' through withdrawls right now like a crackhead
Just bought a new Draco out the store, this bitch crack heads
Do you get it?
A **** just send me some cheese, told him I ain't get it
You gon' have to resend it
Can't pull off no money, I just reached the ATM limit
Gon' have to got to another one, this ATM trippin'
Just pulled off a band, I need another one, I ain't finished
Just fucked that lil' bitch for an hour and said I ain't finished
**** flashin' five-hundred dollars like they ain't finished (Broke)
Man, you lil' **** dumb
Stop speakin' on my name, all you lil' **** bums
I'll beat a **** ass and knock him out, I don't need a gun (At all)
But I got one anyway
I'm finna pour up some Hi-Tech in this lemonade (Tech)
I'ma be sleep all night
The bitch wanna fuck, we 'bout to fuck all night, for real
I gave that lil' bitch a pill
Why I just catch a bum-ass **** shoppin' at Foreman Mills?
Dog can't rock a wear
Just fucked that bitch for an hour and said I'm out of here
And wasted five-hundred on some brand new underwear
I think that lil' **** the police, he under cover
Was chillin' with your bitch last night under covers
Paid sixty for a three-five, bitch, I'm smokin' Gushers (Fire)
But I ain't talkin' 'bout the candy
My cousin nasty ass just got caught fuckin' a tranny
Annie ran off with five-hundred, that lil' **** petty
Me, Kev and TeeJaee close, that's like Ed, Edd and Eddy
That mean we tied
Told my engineer I'm done rappin', I'm tired
Just bought a new Draco out the store, this bitch crack heads
Do you get it?
A **** just send me some cheese, told him I ain't get it
You gon' have to resend it
Can't pull off no money, I just reached the ATM limit
Gon' have to got to another one, this ATM trippin'
Just pulled off a band, I need another one, I ain't finished
Just fucked that lil' bitch for an hour and said I ain't finished
Written by: Marquon Fulton
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