Deen Squash Lyrics

Deen Squash - Karter Zaher

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You know, I’m a little more pissed off than I should be

But y’all pushed me to do this

DEEN SQUAAAAA-

SHHHHH… you’re gonna wake up the frikkin Jinns

(kalb)

(hayawan)

Last night, I was tryin’ to decide

Should I let your sneak diss slide… or should I reply?

Well, I just put the Green Pill to the side

I couldn’t do the same with my pride

Gotta put a fool in check when he crosses the line

fool in check when he crosses the line

Right?

What did you expect, Jae? (what did you expect)

You threw away a Quran for a Bentley (that’s disrespect)

Your intentions flipped like a pancake

It really shows, you’re a fraud in your videos

Driving cars that you can’t afford… WAIT!

Weren’t you preaching Islam like a week ago?

Remember you would sleep at my crib?

Eat from my fridge, Never cleaned shit

Your feet smelled like *vomit sounds*

And my mom did your laundry like Tfeh

You ate plate after plate at our table, lunchtime

We made invitations and you came through, uninvited

Not a gift in your hand, not one time

One time, to a family that raised you

Damn son… (God damn)

That quick you forgot where you came from?

You just spit in the plate that you ate from

Like a damn hayawan. Like wein el 7aya man?

Hayda hawas, hayda khawat, bala wallah hayda bala fehem

You ain’t got deen, you should change your name

You ain't solo

You're so low (waati)

Wallahi I started this clique

if it wasn't for me you would hardly exist

you and your manager sold what I built

One thing’s for sure, karma’s a ______

Yo Scammy, you ain’t never paid us

How you gon spend 30k on a wedding?

Yo Scammy, you’re in debt to your neighbors

“I owe over 150 grand” (Sami’s voice)

Check this:

I’m disrespecting an ex-pimp

Who sold his soul to the devil and he confessed it

I got proof if you want me to show

Say something boy and you’ll get exposed

He’s livid right now

I’m killin’ his business right now

When he don’t get his way, he’ll start playing victim right now

Manipulation is a game that you live in

Can’t blame Jae when you make his decisions

I’m not laughin’, it’s that tragic

It must have been black magic

Allah who?

Don’t claim that you’re Muslim, it’s not true

You wanna know what’s funny?

If you lost weight, you would look like Caillou

I’m sorry if I’m harsh, I don’t mean to

Sting your feelings, but you sneak dissin’ me uh

I can leave a deep cut, make your blood tears run

And make you cry sis like Rohingya!

Yo, Jae put the “con” word in convert

Enslaved in a bed with a monster

No wudu, he makes voodoo

And you’re a doll like Robert

Geez, take a break from your Arabic

Please, find your manager a therapist

Easy, on second thought, scratch that

That jinn needs an exorcist (brap-bap)

If he had a gun, then he will kill

He just mad cause he ain’t make a mill still

35 years old

And he still cries over spilled milk

If I don’t break you, then Ish will

And now that it’s over

I’m back to the Green Pill

Come on bro

(you ain’t solo)

You’re instigating this problem man

(you’re so low)

You dissed me over three times, and you expect me to just stay silent about it?

You crossed the line

(you ain’t solo)

Somebody had to put you in check

(you’re so low)

I'm ending this track like this

What’s a birthday without cake?

What’s a Deen Squad without Kay?

What’s a Muslim without faith?

What’s an ocean without waves?

Deen Squash (x6)

RIP Deen Starz