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Ken Carson, Lil Uzi Vert, Destroy Lonely – Like This ( Lyrics Letra) Letra KenCarsonVEVO Ken Carson, Lil Uzi Vert, Destroy Lonely – Like This ( Lyrics Letra)
Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert
Balmain jeans fit like this (Balmain jeans fit like this)
Why my jeans fit like this? (Why my jeans fit like this?)
Why my jeans fit like this? (Why my jeans fit like this?)
Balmain jeans fit like this (Woah)

Bridge: Ken Carson, Destroy Lonely & Lil Uzi Vert
Why my shirt fit like this? Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
Why my shirt fit like this? Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
Why my shirt fit like this? Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
Why my shirt fit like this? Huh, hu-uh
Why my bitch look like this? Huh, shit
Why my bitch look like this? Huh, shit
Why my bitch look like this? Huh, shit
Why my bitch look like this? Huh, shit
Why make a hit like this? Huh, what? (I don’t know)
Why make a hit like this? Huh, shit (What you on?)
Why make a hit like this? Huh, wait (Let’s go)
We making hit after hit, huh, wait
Verse 1: Ken Carson & Lil Uzi Vert
If I move, I won’t move, huh, huh, without my cutter
If I move, I won’t move, woah, woah, without my brother
I’m fucking on a MILF right now, I’m a motherfucker
She got on full lips, I call her DSL, them dicksuckеrs (Hahaha)

Verse 2: Destroy Lonely & Lil Uzi Vert
She tryna fuck my partner, she a vamp, shе a bloodsucker (Ah)
I sip Wock’, not water, yeah, lil’ shawty, I’m a mud sipper (Yeah)
If her pussy water, I might have to go ahead and tip her
Big-ass VV diamonds, they keep sayin’ that I’m swaggin’ sick
I got all these lights on me, she tryna suck my popsicle (Bah)
Huh, Balenciaga, shoppin’ baby, real poppin’ shit

Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert
She think I’m Illuminati, I am not a average type nigga (What?)
All my bitches got bodies, so I guess I fucked after niggas (Huh)
White diamond my body, let my white bitch say, “Nigga”
Only let her do that when she ride my fuckin’ big ripper
How you got sticks like this? (How you got motherfuckin’ sticks like this? Like this)
Huh, what?
How you got switches like this? (How you got motherfuckin’— Fah-fah-fah-fah-fah)
Huh, what?
How you rock Rick like this? (How you rock Rick like this? Rick, Rick)
Huh, what?
How she suck my dick like this? (How she suck my dick like this? Dick, dick, dick)
Huh, what?
Verse 4: Ken Carson & Lil Uzi Vert
I’m a rockstar like KISS, yeah, yeah (I’m a rockstar like KISS, yeah, yeah)
This rabbit fur on my jacket, bitch, this not Mohair (This not Mohair, this not Marni)
Designer clothes and E6, I be rocking the belt (Yeah)
My swag, shit got like a sixty, niggas don’t know what to wear (What?)
I’m boolin’ with my thot, that’s that ho over there (Ooh)
If you see me in some twice, I got two or more pairs (Yeah)

Verse 5: Destroy Lonely & Lil Uzi Vert
If I hit her once or twice, then I gotta throw that bitch in the air (Woah)
I got your bitch in my room, she shakin’ the ass, she throw it in the air (I got your bitch in my room)
These niggas not having no hoes (These niggas ain’t having no hoes)
I’m having, I’m havin’ some right here, some right there
I really ain’t worried ‘bout hoes, ‘cause I’m getting money, no, I do not care (Let’s go)

Verse 6: Lil Uzi Vert
I cannot worry ‘bout hoes, ‘cause I just poured lean just right in the Crush (Crush)
I asked her would she rather cry on the back of a Rolls Royce, back of a bus (Bus, bus)
I claim that Werewolf Gang, but tell all my Vamps all the plans on the hush (Shh)
I fucked a virgin bitch, I put my dick in her, now shit, it got stuck (Woah)
I fucked a cougar bitch, I fucked on that pussy and knocked all the dust (Yeah)
Say “Why you gotta act like this?” (Why you gotta, why you gotta act like this?)
Huh, what?
For no reason, I won’t stack like this (For no reason, I won’t stack like this)
Huh, what?
Jersey Devil on my cat like this (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah), huh
We been out for so long, Lil Uzi Vert, why you still rap like this?
I don’t know (Bitch, let’s go)
Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert
Balmain jeans fit like this (Balmain jeans fit like this)
Why my jeans fit like this? (Why my jeans fit like this?)
Why my jeans fit like this? (Why my jeans fit like this?)
Balmain jeans fit like this
Balmain jeans fit like this
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Ken Carson – Me N My Kup ( Lyrics Letra) Letra KenCarsonVEVO Ken Carson – Me N My Kup ( Lyrics Letra)
Intro
(8-808)
Nigga ain’t ever play with me, I’m on some other shit, like
Some whole other shit, like
(Star made the beat, I just took it out the oven)

Chorus
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
It’s just me and my cup in this bitch
DRKSHDW all on my Rick
VVS all on my wrist
I bought an Uzi today and it’s already hot, it ain’t come with a cooling kit
She ain’t fuck with me back then, but wanna fuck with me now, huh, I’m cool, lil’ bitch
Huh, let’s go hit a lick
Huh, let’s go do a drill
I heard he got a mill’ in his crib, and he stay up the hill (8-808)
We don’t give a fuck who you is, we don’t give a fuck how you feel
We don’t give a fuck how you feel, we don’t give no fucks
Verse
I copped a Mercedes and it’s a AMG, I’m ridin’ a G-Wagon Truck
I just might go buy the SVJ ‘cause I like how the doors go up
My boy, he be catchin’ them bodies, he catchin’ them bodies, I’m watching the scores go up
Your gang probably caught a few bodies, but I ain’t worried about it, ‘cause we droppin’ more than them
Step on shit like Timbs, pull up with a FN Five-seveN, that bitch take off limbs
I just popped a private jet, G6, I’m ‘bout to take off, yeah
They like, “Hold up, hold up, hold up, you ‘bout to take off right here?”
I’m ‘bout to take off, yeah
Niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me when it come to swag, huh, I’m passin’ it out
Shawty ain’t got no respect when it come to that ass, huh, she passin’ it out
I be VET-VET-VETEMENTS from head to toe, even the socks
I got every Balenciaga boots, except for the Crocs
Rick Owens all over my, Rick Owens all over me
Maison Francis cologne got this ho all over me
I pulled up to my show, rock out this bitch, then I leave
I don’t fuck with these niggas like they got a disease
Trapper rapper, huh, huh, I got what you need
I got this bitch, her name Chanel, and now she rockin’ double C
I got that bitch named Gabriela and now she rockin’ double G
I took my other bitch to Louis Vuitton and bought everything, yeah, yeah
If it’s up then it’s stuck, leave it in the air
Missionary, her legs up, I got them in the air
This bitch a freak, this bitch let me fuck her anywhere
Shawty whip it out in front of my partner, she don’t even care
I’m elite with these hoes
I’ll put a bitch in her place, I’ll tell a bitch where to go
If I tell that lil’ bitch to dance, she gon’ tango
If I tell her to paint me a picture, she gon’ Van Gogh
She insane with that throat, she insane with it
I told her she ain’t insane if she don’t let the gang hit
I pass her to the gang, yeah, just like James, nigga
I be killin’ that pussy, I’m killin’ that pussy, feel like John Wayne, nigga
He was talkin’ that, huh, and all he heard was a bang, nigga
Give a fuck who you fuck with, long as you don’t fuck with my gang, nigga
Give a fuck who you fuck with, long as you don’t fuck with my gang, nigga
Chorus
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
It’s just me and my cup in this bitch
DRKSHDW all on my Rick
VVS all on my wrist
I bought an Uzi today, and it’s already hot, it ain’t come with a cooling kit
She ain’t fuck with me back then, but wanna fuck with me now, huh, I’m cool, lil’ bitch
Huh, let’s go hit a lick
Huh, let’s go do a drill
I heard he got a mill’ in his crib, and he stay up the hill (8-808)
We don’t give a fuck who you is, we don’t give a fuck how you feel
We don’t give a fuck how you feel, we don’t give no fucks
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Ken Carson – Green Room ( Lyrics ) Letra KenCarsonVEVO Ken Carson – Green Room ( Lyrics )

Intro
(Wake up, F1LTHY)
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
Half of these niggas ain’t never seen shit, they bitches ain’t seen shit either
But she workout, she rockin’ a track suit, it’s Balenciaga Adidas

Chorus
And this shit don’t make no sense
How I went from broke to rich?
How the fuck you want me now, back then act like you ain’t notice me? (Notice me, notice me)
Yeah, now I got diamonds, now I got these jewels
Now these hoes comin’ in two
Now my pockets filled with cash
Bitch I walk around with them blues, yeah
Lil’ bitch I walk around with them blues now
Yeah

Verse
You know how I rock, cut off stacks, keep kush in my pocket
They treat my swag just like a door the way these niggas knock it
Bitch, I’m in that mode like Naruto, I’m a nine-tailed fox
I don’t want that ho if she ain’t bringin’ nothin’ to the table but her box
I been gettin’ tired of fuckin’
And I’m tired of being tired, shit, fuck it
Everyday I ball out, I make sure I get a bucket
How the fuck you don’t know my middle name but you claim that you love me?
You don’t love me (Love me, love me)
I know you don’t love me
If a bitch try me, it’s gon’ get real ugly
If she wanna leave, I’ll let her leave ‘cause she already fucked me, huh
I’m such an asshole
Money over everything, these niggas gon’ fold before my cash fold
Every time I post on Instagram, I make ‘em mad, oh
Every time I pop out, you know I’m with a new bad ho, woah
And you can’t relate ‘cause what I been doin’ lately feels so unreal
And I get depressed when I know there’s nobody that feel how I feel (How I feel, how I feel, how I feel)
Yeah, I was wit’ the Look Killa tryna catch a kill
I remember way, way back in the day, we couldn’t even afford no meal
What I spent on purple drank, I coulda paid his bills off for a year
I was uberin’ everywhere now it’s two-twenty on my dash when I steer
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
Half of these niggas ain’t never seen shit, and these bitches ain’t seen shit neither
When she workout, she rockin’ a track suit, it’s Balenciaga Adidas
And they say love can never ever be forever, so I’m takin’ advantage of the moment
Bitch, I’m at the top, ain’t got no opps, ain’t got no opponents
When you at the top, and nobody there, it get real, real lonely
Everybody say this ho ain’t goin’, huh, wait ‘til I walk up on you
And this shit don’t make no sense, I’m rich, I was dead broke on the corner

Chorus
And this shit don’t make no sense
How I went from broke to rich?
How the fuck you want me now, back then act like you ain’t notice me? (Notice me, notice me, notice me, notice me)
Yeah, now I got diamonds, now I got these jewels
Now these hoes comin’ in two
Now my pockets filled with cash
Bitch, I walk around with them blues, yeah
Lil’ bitch I walk around with them blues now
Yeah

Outro
You know how I rock, cut off stacks, keep kush in my pocket
They treat my swag just like a dub the way these niggas knock it
Bitch, I’m in that mode like Naruto, I’m a nine-tailed fox
I don’t want that ho if she ain’t bringin’ nothin’ to the table but her box

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Ken Carson – Fighting My Demons ( Lyrics ) Letra KenCarsonVEVO Ken Carson – Fighting My Demons ( Lyrics )
Where the fuck my blunt where the fuck my cup
Where the fuck my reefa
I’m smokin on Keisha
I’m smokin on Keisha
You know I’m a cheefa
You know I’m a cheefa
I’m playin jock or eagle
Big can 4-5 long heater
Hellcat 2 seater
This bitch sayin she was hungry this dick what I feed her
I’m on the Bloc servin entrees
Yea 3.5s of the reefer
Yea yea you know I’m a keeper
Yea yea I be chiefin
All these hoes some eaters
Huh huh they be eatin
Cut the lights off we gon pull up creepin
We got foe SIGs we foe deep in the 4 doe Jeep
My boy Trigga finger itchin leave yo brains on the seat
My Trigga finger itchin I feel like D Wade with the heat
Made him do the running man we sent some random shots at his feet
I pop x I pop x yea yea I’m geeked
She pop x she pop x yea yea she sleep
Cullinan Rolls Royce I’m bouta pull up to a meeting
Let’s play Russian Roulette bitch who gon die first you or me? You or me?
Let’s play Russian Roulette bitch who gon die first you or me? You or me?
Let’s play Russian Roulette bitch who gon die first you or me? You or me?

(Star made the beat, I just took it out the oven)

Yea I been fighting my demons huh
I been fighting my yea
I been fighting my demons huh
I been fighting my
I been fighting my demons huh
I been fighting my
I been fighting my demons huh
I been fighting my
I been fighting my demons yuh
I been fighting my
I been fighting my demons
I been fighting my
I been fighting my demons
I been fighting my
I been fighting my demons yuh yuh
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Ken Carson – Jennifer’s Body ( Lyrics ) Letra KenCarsonVEVO Ken Carson – Intro
Fuck

Chorus
Two things I ain’t ever seen
A nigga that beat a gun and a bitch I need
If I go broke, I’m takin’ your funds, yeah, bitch, I need it
Gave you the whole book on how to get rich and you ain’t even read it
Jennifer’s Body, my bitch is a hottie, my bitch is a boy eater
She don’t even want no food, this dick the only thing I feed her
This bitch a thot, ain’t no way, huh, I’ma keep her
I made a hunnid K in a hunnid ways, ‘cause that’s what I keep it
Keep it a hunnid
Verse
I go dumb ‘bout my money
And my trap jump like bungee
Flew her out to the Saint, I ain’t talkin’ Laurent
This ain’t no facade, baby girl, I don’t do no stunts
You know I came far, huh, huh, I ain’t have nothin’
I ain’t had shit lil’ bitch, my pockets had lint and dust
Now I put that shit on every day, bitch, it’s a must
He ain’t puttin’ shit on, he just wanna dress like us
That’s why I’m fuckin’ on his ho, I’m makin’ her cuss
I’m all in that bitch throat, huh, I’m ‘bout to bust
These niggas, huh, gettin’ old, these niggas get rusty
I was on the south side of Atlanta with Lil 88, that’s my cousin
They ask me why I’m clutchin’, ‘cause them niggas over there muggin’
Diamonds on my teeth, lil’ bitch, I ain’t smilin’ for nothin’
VV-VV-VV’s on my body and I know they bustin’
CC, BB, GG on her body, uh, that’s my slut
Two things I ain’t ever seen, a nigga that won’t die and a bitch that I ain’t gon’ fuck

Chorus
Two things I ain’t ever seen
A nigga that beat a gun and a bitch I need
If I go broke, I’m takin’ your funds, yeah, bitch, I need it
Gave you the whole book on how to get rich and you ain’t even read it
Jennifer’s Body, my bitch is a hottie, my bitch is a boy eater
She don’t even want no food, this dick the only thing I feed her
This bitch a thot, ain’t no way, huh, I’ma keep her
I made a hundred K in a hundred ways, ‘cause that’s what I keep it
Keep it a hunnid
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