[Ken Car$on & Playboi Carti]
Woah
(I just told Richie we rich, hold on)
I just pulled up on you just to flex, yeah
Ain't no telling what I'm gon' do next (What I'm gon' do next)
I can't deal with you no more, girl, I'm stressed (Girl, I'm stressed)
I ain't gon' lie, with that head, you the best, yeah (I know you the best)
I ain't gon' lie, girl, that head got me blessed up
I beat it up 'til she turn red just like ketchup
Beat a nigga ass 'til he dead, yeah, I'm like that for her
I don't give a fuck, heard what I said, yeah, I back it up
Pussy ass nigga, I back it up, huh
Nigga ain't strapped for nothing
Do a opp pack nigga, just like some bad bitch, she said, "I'm gon' clap for somethin'"
Niggas always tryna act for something
Better go and try out for something
We got weed, lean, what you need? Bitch, it's Opium
She gon' fall for me and do anything, I don't owe her none
I was down bad now I'm living upper echelon
She got too attached, now Boy Barbie don't want nothin' from her
Used to want her bad now I see her and I run from her
These hoes go out bad, I can't care for one or go for one
She just wanna fuck me 'cause she know that I'm the chosen one
She just wanna fuck me 'cause she know that I'ma throw her some'
I'm just in my bag, oh yeah, the Goyard one
I just pulled up on you just to flex, yeah
Ain't no telling what I'm gon' do next (What I'm gon' do next)
I can't deal with you no more, girl, I'm stressed (Girl, you know I'm stressed)
I ain't gon' lie, with that head, you the best, yeah (You know you the best)
I ain't gon' lie, girl, that head got me blessed up
I beat it up 'til she turn red just like ketchup
Beat a nigga ass 'til he dead, yeah, I'm like that for her
I don't give a fuck, heard what I said, yeah, I back it up
I'll beat a nigga ass 'til he dead
Keep that
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