Ken Carson - Nothing less
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{intro}
(wake up, filthy)
{opening verse: ken carson}
I walk around with a x, huh, on my chest
She walk around with double d’s, yeah, on her breasts
I pull up with them .223’s, yeah, nothing less
Yeah, yeah, nothing less
{main verse: ken carson}
I tote big sticks, huh
I pour wockhardt in my cup this not no tris
And if this bitch don’t let the gang fuck, she getting dismissed, yeah
Cancel that lil’ bitch like (?...) i dismiss her
I can’t fuck with no broke bitch, cause’ i don’t got time to fix them
There’s too many hoes out here for me, i can not pick, yeah
She get mad when other bitches post me on their finstas
I’m using all these bitches, yeah, yeah like some utensils
I just wanna get in her mouth, yeah, yeah just like some dentures
I pass all my hoes, to my bros, i ain’t stingy
I switch up my hoes, like my clothes, this shit endless
I took her to the block, huh, you took that bitch to (?...)
You put her in balenci’ crocs, i bought that bitch some air force 1’s
I ain’t gotta buy a bitch shit, cause’ i know they going to
Tennis chains on, watch and ring on, i got that shit on
You can smell me from a mile away, i smell like weed and cologne
He mad his bitch, got ken carson on her ringtone
She said that freestyle 2, is her theme song
I fuck on that bitch then get out of there, huh, i had my jeans on
If you do your bitch wrong, imma give her a shoulder to lean on
I ain’t going back and forth, huh, this not ping pong
My hoes don’t call me ken carson, they call me king kong
Before i ever put a bitch, imma put my team on
Everyday i’m in a different city, yeah, i’m switching time zones
And i don’t ever got my mind, what your mind on?
Everyday i get fresh, i got new designs on
Bitch i don’t ever stress cause’ i smoke too much weed, yeah
I pour too much lean, yeah, i pop too many beans yeah
I was counting them commas, this bitch on two wheels, this a srt
Send the payment if you wanna get the feature
Designer on my jacket, huh, and my feet, yeah
And i stay with a baddie, this is what i feed her
I hit a home run with every hoe like derek jeter
My neck and wrist on froze, like i took it out the freezer
I made my shawty cum and now she shaking like a seizure
I get straight to it, i don’t do no teasing
I pleasure lil’ shawty, i do all the pleasing
When it come to me and my shawty, we get way to freaky
And when i’m by myself, i get way too geeked, yeah
Everyday i try to get higher than the day before
I’m too fucked up
{intro}
(wake up, filthy)
{opening verse: ken carson}
I walk around with a x, huh, on my chest
She walk around with double d’s, yeah, on her breasts
I pull up with them .223’s, yeah, nothing less
Yeah, yeah, nothing less
{main verse: ken carson}
I tote big sticks, huh
I pour wockhardt in my cup this not no tris
And if this bitch don’t let the gang fuck, she getting dismissed, yeah
Cancel that lil’ bitch like (?...) i dismiss her
I can’t fuck with no broke bitch, cause’ i don’t got time to fix them
There’s too many hoes out here for me, i can not pick, yeah
She get mad when other bitches post me on their finstas
I’m using all these bitches, yeah, yeah like some utensils
I just wanna get in her mouth, yeah, yeah just like some dentures
I pass all my hoes, to my bros, i ain’t stingy
I switch up my hoes, like my clothes, this shit endless
I took her to the block, huh, you took that bitch to (?...)
You put her in balenci’ crocs, i bought that bitch some air force 1’s
I ain’t gotta buy a bitch shit, cause’ i know they going to
Tennis chains on, watch and ring on, i got that shit on
You can smell me from a mile away, i smell like weed and cologne
He mad his bitch, got ken carson on her ringtone
She said that freestyle 2, is her theme song
I fuck on that bitch then get out of there, huh, i had my jeans on
If you do your bitch wrong, imma give her a shoulder to lean on
I ain’t going back and forth, huh, this not ping pong
My hoes don’t call me ken carson, they call me king kong
Before i ever put a bitch, imma put my team on
Everyday i’m in a different city, yeah, i’m switching time zones
And i don’t ever got my mind, what your mind on?
Everyday i get fresh, i got new designs on
Bitch i don’t ever stress cause’ i smoke too much weed, yeah
I pour too much lean, yeah, i pop too many beans yeah
I was counting them commas, this bitch on two wheels, this a srt
Send the payment if you wanna get the feature
Designer on my jacket, huh, and my feet, yeah
And i stay with a baddie, this is what i feed her
I hit a home run with every hoe like derek jeter
My neck and wrist on froze, like i took it out the freezer
I made my shawty cum and now she shaking like a seizure
I get straight to it, i don’t do no teasing
I pleasure lil’ shawty, i do all the pleasing
When it come to me and my shawty, we get way to freaky
And when i’m by myself, i get way too geeked, yeah
Everyday i try to get higher than the day before
I’m too fucked up