Yeah
Chorus Ken Carson
Glock 19 MAC-11
FN Five-seveN
AR-15 send a ****-nigga to heaven
I get geeked up ***** I dont do Percocets
I love money and sex
Shawty gon' pull up told her Bring that neck
I ****ed her off the G6 so I ain't break no sweat
He think he invincible 'cause he got a bulletproof vest
**** it shoot his head
Verse 1 Ken Carson
I mix the Wock' with the red
And the stick don't fit in the bag gotta tote that Glock instead
I gotta tote that glizzy woah
I gotta take my fire everywhere I go
Shoot that ***** out I turn it to a visual
30 clip on me yeah it's digital
I'ma shoot that lil' ***** 'til it's empty
I got hella hoes like I'm pimpin'
These lil' niggas stay rolled like the zip
I smoke out the bag I pour up the pint it's 4K just for me to sip
I went in all Balenci' for my flight it's 10K just for me to drip
I'm with your ***** she goin' convertible she droppin' the top then I dip
I pull out her mouth then I licked on her nipples
Bridge Ken Carson
Haha
Yeah
I got I got my boy my boy
Top Floor Boss in this mother****er ayy Lone
Ayy tell these niggas what the **** goin' on
Yeah
Verse 2 Destroy Lonely
Uh ARPs
Yeah heavy metal flared jeans just like a cowboy I'm totin' the 38 special
Yeah this ***** way too fine ***** she came from heaven
I get way way too geeked up ***** but I ain't never message her uh uh
I love money and sex
Drugs sex and pullin' up I tell her to bring her friends
Got 'em all booted up huh off the X
**** the mall lil' jobs geeked up off the X
Uh I'm 'bout to get this bread uh
Might count through that guap
Uh one in the head
Most my hoes they want me then I **** 'em good and disappea
I'm getting stupid money spent
I got the purple Wockhardt in the Goyard bag it's red
I put the platinum yeah on my dreads
I'm rockin' all-white diamonds and they VVS
I asked the hoe if they tryna **** and she said Yes
I took her straight to the Louis store and bought her a brand new dress huh
I ain't gettin' pullin over nah if I see 12
And I gotta V12 and my engine is from hell
We the **** nigga they ask us What's that smell
We be poppin' shit I don't know if you can tell
And all these niggas snitch I know they gon' tell
Verse 3 Ken Carson Destroy Lonely
I can tell you gon' snitch
I can tell you a *****
I can tell that his ***** wanna **** by the way that she look at my wrist
I'm totin' that VECTOR yeah I'm totin' that stick
Any ho tellin' on me that's gon' make a nigga dance like Chris Brown
The way yo' ***** ride me 'cause lil ***** gettin' ****ed down
She ain't want me back then but now I'm tatted up and got money I'm the **** now
God everywhere I go I pop out and everybody want a pic now
Now everybody wanna **** with the ho gotta offer your soul to kick down
If I go broke I'ma kick in your door huh I'm takin' your **** now
If I go broke I'ma kick in your door I'ma kick in your door I'ma kick it
If money was height then I'm Shaquille O'Neal and all of these niggas is midgets
I don't got a type she bool and she fly for real I love all types of *****es
I don't a got a limit I ain't reach the height the peak baby I'm still gettin' riche
I'ma stack up a milli' a milli' a milli' way past a hundred then cop a Richard
Im all on your crib I'm ****in' your wife the X-MAN ****in' your siste
Huh I keep gettin' paid got too much money the bank can't count them digits
We ain't save you talkin' 'bout bullshit nigga know we with it
Yeah you know we with all the bullshit no bap
**** goin' on
The **** the **** goin' on
Yeah
Chorus Ken Carson
Glock 19 MAC-11
FN Five-seveN
AR-15 send a ****-nigga to heaven
I get geeked up ***** on them Percocets
I love money and sex
Shawty gon' pull up told her Bring that neck
I ****ed her off the G6 ho I ain't break no sweat
He think he invincible 'cause he got a bulletproof vest
**** it shoot his head
