[Intro: Ken Carson]
Yeah
Yeah (Ha, ha, ha)
Yeah
[Verse 1: Ken Carson]
I ain't got no friends
I'm posted with the gang, you a lame, you can't get in
I love my niggas, they my gang
Hell nah, they ain't got no friends
He just pop pills and sip drank
He'll never be like Ken
I took a hundred out the bank and I put it on your mans
He ain't got nothin' in the bank, he broke as fuck, look at his pants
Got like four mil' for my advance
I ride around town with a bitch from France
I do what I want, you do what you can
I do what you don't, 'cause I got them bands
If you ain't talkin' money I can't hear what you sayin'
[Verse 2: Lil Tecca]
Do what I do, don't care what you sayin'
My life is a movie, livin' on demand
I been that nigga, but now I'm the man
Saw niggas switched up, took a different stance
I seen the racks and took a second glance
How you move funny and fuck up a chance?
I know she gon' do it for you, but I bet the bands finna make her dance
Showin' no effort, I already know it
Feel like I'm Sosa, already glowin'
Chill with the ones, bitch, we so chosen
East to the West, I be still coastin'
I might just hit this bitch, then I be ghostin'
They doin' the most, I ain't tryna be noticed
Don't fuck with these niggas, "bro" that, "bro" this
You don't even got that, bought that, sold this
Yeah
Yeah (Ha, ha, ha)
Yeah
[Verse 1: Ken Carson]
I ain't got no friends
I'm posted with the gang, you a lame, you can't get in
I love my niggas, they my gang
Hell nah, they ain't got no friends
He just pop pills and sip drank
He'll never be like Ken
I took a hundred out the bank and I put it on your mans
He ain't got nothin' in the bank, he broke as fuck, look at his pants
Got like four mil' for my advance
I ride around town with a bitch from France
I do what I want, you do what you can
I do what you don't, 'cause I got them bands
If you ain't talkin' money I can't hear what you sayin'
[Verse 2: Lil Tecca]
Do what I do, don't care what you sayin'
My life is a movie, livin' on demand
I been that nigga, but now I'm the man
Saw niggas switched up, took a different stance
I seen the racks and took a second glance
How you move funny and fuck up a chance?
I know she gon' do it for you, but I bet the bands finna make her dance
Showin' no effort, I already know it
Feel like I'm Sosa, already glowin'
Chill with the ones, bitch, we so chosen
East to the West, I be still coastin'
I might just hit this bitch, then I be ghostin'
They doin' the most, I ain't tryna be noticed
Don't fuck with these niggas, "bro" that, "bro" this
You don't even got that, bought that, sold this
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.