[Chorus: Ken Carson & Destroy Lonely]
Huh, huh (star made the beat, I just took it out the oven)
You thought, bitch, to be the Top Floor Boss, gotta take a loss, bitch (Huh)
Balenciaga clothes, I used to shop at Ross, bitch (Facts)
Spaghetti, baguette in my upside down cross, bitch (Huh)
My gas came unleaded, hell yeah, you know I'm high as shit (Huh)
I kicked the bitch out, and then I went and got a flyer bitch (Yeah, bitch)
I’on give a fuck where she from or where she at, I'ma fly her in (Fly her in)
They said I'm goin’ to hell, but I was put on Earth to sin (Huh)
Tryna rob me? You gon' need a hunnid men (Hunnid men)
'Cause this Drac' hold a hunnid, I send a hunnid shots out this Benz
Fuck you mean? (Fuck, fuck, fuck)
I been servin' huh-huh to them fiends (Huh)
I put wax, yeah, yeah, on my jeans (On my jeans, bitch)
She got Maison Margiela on her spleen (On her spleen)
I pour Wock', codeine, yeah, I'm off lean (Bitch, I'm leanin’)
I pour Wock’, codeine, yeah, I'm off lean (Bitch, I’m leanin')
[Verse 1: Ken Carson & Destroy Lonely]
If you see me out with a bitch, then you already know I got between (I got between)
These niggas trash, I'ma call Lonely to come and clean 'em (Huh)
[Verse 2: Destroy Lonely & Ken Carson]
He a dead man (Dead man)
7.62 knock off your leg, man (Yeah)
To be the X-Man, gotta get them drugs in (Yeah)
Just like a drug store, bitch, we got them drugs in (Yeah)
Just like designer store, bitch, we got them clothes in (We got it)
Just like a strip club, bitch, I got them hoes in (Got them hoes)
Just like a strip club, bitch, I’m throwin' rubber bands (Throwin' rubber bands)
We ain't get patted down (Yeah), we brought the poles in (Yeah)
My pockets Fentanyl, bitch, I got her rollin'
Twin want a Rolls Royce, just so he can roll in it (Yeah, yeah)
I got some new weed, bitch, I'm finna roll it
I'm poppin' pill, Molly, baby, yeah, I'm rollin' (Huh, yeah, huh)
The way she ate the dick up, it got her chokin' (She suck me up)
We got pints of purple Wock' (We got), and all our ice is frozen
And we got hella sticks, bitch, we ain't reloading
Huh, huh (star made the beat, I just took it out the oven)
You thought, bitch, to be the Top Floor Boss, gotta take a loss, bitch (Huh)
Balenciaga clothes, I used to shop at Ross, bitch (Facts)
Spaghetti, baguette in my upside down cross, bitch (Huh)
My gas came unleaded, hell yeah, you know I'm high as shit (Huh)
I kicked the bitch out, and then I went and got a flyer bitch (Yeah, bitch)
I’on give a fuck where she from or where she at, I'ma fly her in (Fly her in)
They said I'm goin’ to hell, but I was put on Earth to sin (Huh)
Tryna rob me? You gon' need a hunnid men (Hunnid men)
'Cause this Drac' hold a hunnid, I send a hunnid shots out this Benz
Fuck you mean? (Fuck, fuck, fuck)
I been servin' huh-huh to them fiends (Huh)
I put wax, yeah, yeah, on my jeans (On my jeans, bitch)
She got Maison Margiela on her spleen (On her spleen)
I pour Wock', codeine, yeah, I'm off lean (Bitch, I'm leanin’)
I pour Wock’, codeine, yeah, I'm off lean (Bitch, I’m leanin')
[Verse 1: Ken Carson & Destroy Lonely]
If you see me out with a bitch, then you already know I got between (I got between)
These niggas trash, I'ma call Lonely to come and clean 'em (Huh)
[Verse 2: Destroy Lonely & Ken Carson]
He a dead man (Dead man)
7.62 knock off your leg, man (Yeah)
To be the X-Man, gotta get them drugs in (Yeah)
Just like a drug store, bitch, we got them drugs in (Yeah)
Just like designer store, bitch, we got them clothes in (We got it)
Just like a strip club, bitch, I got them hoes in (Got them hoes)
Just like a strip club, bitch, I’m throwin' rubber bands (Throwin' rubber bands)
We ain't get patted down (Yeah), we brought the poles in (Yeah)
My pockets Fentanyl, bitch, I got her rollin'
Twin want a Rolls Royce, just so he can roll in it (Yeah, yeah)
I got some new weed, bitch, I'm finna roll it
I'm poppin' pill, Molly, baby, yeah, I'm rollin' (Huh, yeah, huh)
The way she ate the dick up, it got her chokin' (She suck me up)
We got pints of purple Wock' (We got), and all our ice is frozen
And we got hella sticks, bitch, we ain't reloading
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