[Intro: Kasher Quon]
Kasher Quon
Let's go
Alright, alright, alright

[Verse 1: Kasher Quon]
Seven grams in a Backwood, this bitch a whole [?]
The plug just got ten 'bows from across the [?]
Bro ain't have a pop so he poured up in a water
Crackhead keep askin' me for change but I ain't got a quarter
Got a bitch pregnant, oh mistake, now I gotta [?]
Shoes that I got on my feet you gotta order
You can't get 'em offline
My chain say Kasher, the next one gon' say Quon

[Verse 2: Fordio]
Walked in to slip, the next one probably droppin' a charm
N***as mad I'm overdoin' what they did in they prime
I'm thinkin' 'bout scam, fuck around and threw an eight in my pop
I ain't scared to switch the field when that shit gettin' dry
Knew they was fake, so I can't act surprised
I still jugg and takin' risks, I'm like, "How can I not?"
My brother fresh out the pen', give his word to Allah
I'm probably fresh off of wrist, give my work to my ropes

[Verse 3: MJPAID]
Buy a piece, it's gon' bang, I don't never gotta [?]
Feds put me in that room, I won't never run my mouth
How it's hot up in the North, me and gang goin' South
You ain't talkin' 'bout no money, what the fuck you talkin' 'bout?
N***as scared of that road, n***as never shootin' out
I play it crazy, I've been peepin' n***as tried to play it foul
Sendin' packs out, why a n***a chillin' on the couch?
'019 hot as hell, hams pull up to the house
[Verse 4: Kasher Quon]
I made fifty thousand dollars, you was sittin' on the couch
If you ain't never seen a ten, ain't no point to run your mouth
You can't be in this conversation
I just karo'ed a n***a juice, now he constipated
And I had to get up and get it, I got tired of waitin'
N***as always sayin' be patient, I'm tired of patience
I need that right now
I ain't have a chain a month ago, I got ice now

[Verse 5: Fordio]
I'm with Kasher, feel like Stasher, got plenty heads comin' down
She like, "Where you headed now?", probably to a greener town
Ho tried to play it foul, that's some shit I can't allow
Exercise in stores, grab a rental and run up some miles
Scams get low, I get hands-on
Bro in the ten, workin' a lil', bruh, you make it home
Close call, we ain't get jammed, but we came close
Reminiscin' 'bout scam, tryna score [?]

[Verse 6: MJPAID]
Reminiscin' 'bout the times I done fucked up a load
That shit funny, I be peepin' n***as cuffed up a ho
You ain't beneficial to me, you ain't even come in close
It get cold in my city, n***as had to punch a coat
She like talkin' 'bout yourself, bitch, you talkin' to a GOAT
Touched a rack, got addicted, damn near had to make some more
Bitch bad, still'll spin through like I'm DJ Eskimo
Before I had my hand out, I'll do it on my own
[Outro: MJPAID]
Yup
Long way scam