[Ken Carson]
Huh, Glock, ten mill', get 'em
Stick, ARP, hit 'em
Swap the hoes out, I did 'em
Swap the clothes out, I did 'em
Raf Simons, Rick O'
Double O-5, YVL, bigger than the Big Show
And I ain't even gotta tell 'em, huh-huh, I know his bitch know
Throw it in sport, it's a Range Rover
Bust down, bust down chain, go
Got more chains and whips than Django
Took his chains, I'm bold
Cut her off, I'm cold
VVV, woah-woah
[Playboi Carti]
Yeah, VVVs, woah-woah
My pockets deep, uh, like cavities (Woah-woah)
Uh, shoppin' sprees, she like, "Daddy, please"
I'm so fuckin' geeked, I went Vietnamese, uh
Got a K with me, uh, that's Baby G', uh
I spread cheese, yeah-yeah, bumpin', sneeze
Yeah, I'm the man to me, fuck what you sayin' to me
Money long, centipede
Yellow bone, make her tease
Told Cam, I'ma split that key
Both of us done had some seats
Hundred cars, it's a fleet
Whole gang got SRTs
[Ken Carson]
Shawty had to swag up, it's contagious like a disease
Get my swag back, send that cease and desist
All red coupe, huh, I been throwin' my B's
Might recruit ya, lil' nigga, sign to me
I don't got on no designers, I'm partly makin' shit
I made an M before you signed off your first splits
You hear it first but shit, you the first one swiped off the list
My new coach John Madden, I just sent the blitz
I know them racks comin', that's why my palms itch
That simulation glitched, that young nigga rich
Get hit with a brass knuckle, got ice all on my fists
Don't be like the last sucker, lil' pussy nigga on his shit
[Playboi Carti]
Pull, pull up, Men In Black (Ha)
Pull up like Men in Black, yeah (Yes, sir)
All of my bitches, they fuckin', they comin' right back (Back-back)
Hand me that bitch, I'm runnin', I'm runnin' right through like a runnin' back
Yeah, I know some hoes who'd come suck and lay on the gang like a doormat
Yeah, if you got a problem, then say that
Bitch, hold up, say that (Say Five)
Trip on my dick and went flyin' back, baby, just sit, like I'm on that (I'm on that)
She be DMing me, liking my pictures, now she horny (Oh yeah)
Swear on my dogs, I'm gonna toe-tag your name, yes I'm on that (Woah)
Yellow diamonds, yeah, canary, we ain't even have to go to ???
Yeah, sittin' back start talkin', all the bad things that you told me
I ain't fuckin' bitches raw, that bitch got right into that
Yeah, rich nigga get down, go in his pockets, she want it
I shoot at your motherfuckin' thot, lil' bitch, you know that, you know that, you know that
I'm passin' this bitch like Ross, you play with that sauce fuckin' over here
She just wanna climb in my bed, it's too much sauce, she don't understand
She been hidin' my texts, if she don't, she get beat by her man
(Haha, haha)
[Ken Carson]
Huh, Glock, ten mill', get 'em
Stick, ARP, hit 'em
Swap the hoes out, I did 'em
Swap the clothes out, I did 'em
Raf Simons, Rick O'
Double O-5, YVL, bigger than the Big Show
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