[Chorus: Ken Carson]
Huh, huh, huh
Said he gon' do some, huh, huh, huh, then do it, huh, huh
He had a shot, huh, huh, but he blew it, huh, huh
I'm pourin' the Wock', yeah, yeah, I'm sippin' the fluid
Huh, I pull the cash out, yeah, yeah, it ain't nothin' to it
Yeah, she got that ass out and she got tattoos on her booty
Yeah, said he gon' crash out but that nigga ain't foolin' us
[Verse 1: Destroy Lonely]
Said he gon' crash out but that nigga ain't foolin' us
We brought them mags out, lil' bitch, we sticked up and toolied up
I'm so dranked out, I pour a whole pint in two liters
I'm so O'd out, I'm with my twin, lil' bitch, it's two of us
I'm on the road shawty, I been trapped on the tour bus
Expensive lifestyle, I do too much, these niggas ain't doin' nothin'
[Verse 2: Ken Carson & Destroy Lonely]
I spent a— huh, huh, on my chain and ain't even got no son
I spent a— huh, huh, on all these guns, lil' bitch, I'm ready to bust
I got a thousand for my first show, now I make a honeybun
Every time I walk on the stage, yeah, they go dumb
I'm EBK lil' bitch, I'on give a fuck who you is or where you from
Told the bitch I don't sip no Tris, I'm sippin' Wockhardt 'til I'm numb
Gelato 41, yeah, in my lungs
Stop askin' me where my hoes at, ‘cause you ain't got none
I pull up with that F&N, you got a cap gun
I pull up with that Drac', okay, I make my opps run
Huh, huh, huh
Said he gon' do some, huh, huh, huh, then do it, huh, huh
He had a shot, huh, huh, but he blew it, huh, huh
I'm pourin' the Wock', yeah, yeah, I'm sippin' the fluid
Huh, I pull the cash out, yeah, yeah, it ain't nothin' to it
Yeah, she got that ass out and she got tattoos on her booty
Yeah, said he gon' crash out but that nigga ain't foolin' us
[Verse 1: Destroy Lonely]
Said he gon' crash out but that nigga ain't foolin' us
We brought them mags out, lil' bitch, we sticked up and toolied up
I'm so dranked out, I pour a whole pint in two liters
I'm so O'd out, I'm with my twin, lil' bitch, it's two of us
I'm on the road shawty, I been trapped on the tour bus
Expensive lifestyle, I do too much, these niggas ain't doin' nothin'
[Verse 2: Ken Carson & Destroy Lonely]
I spent a— huh, huh, on my chain and ain't even got no son
I spent a— huh, huh, on all these guns, lil' bitch, I'm ready to bust
I got a thousand for my first show, now I make a honeybun
Every time I walk on the stage, yeah, they go dumb
I'm EBK lil' bitch, I'on give a fuck who you is or where you from
Told the bitch I don't sip no Tris, I'm sippin' Wockhardt 'til I'm numb
Gelato 41, yeah, in my lungs
Stop askin' me where my hoes at, ‘cause you ain't got none
I pull up with that F&N, you got a cap gun
I pull up with that Drac', okay, I make my opps run
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