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outubro 21, 2023

Ken Carson, Destroy Lonely – Singapore Lyrics

Ken Carson, Destroy Lonely – Singapore ( Lyrics Letra) Letra KenCarsonVEVO Ken Carson, Destroy Lonely – Singapore Lyrics
Intro: Ken Carson
(8-808)
Huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh

Chorus: Ken Carson
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
Walk in Magic City with a hunnid, threw the whole thing
I got rich before I turned 23, like LeBron James
Copped the Bentley Mulsanne, yeah, just to switch lanes
Copped the new SVJ, yeah, just to lose the brain
I copped new jewels, this a Stephen Curry tennis chain
Thirty-pointer every night, yeah, I’m in your bitch droppin’ thirty-pointers
Takin’ flights, yeah, with your bitch, we in Singapore
Verse 1: Ken Carson
I’m that type of nigga post your bitch, and you can’t ignore
Now when everybody see that bitch, they like, “Oh, there go Ken Carson’s whore”
Yeah, I get fly like a raven, but a nigga not in Baltimore
When you talk to me, you talking to money because I’m a walking ATM
Sold out tour, damn, they should’ve booked the stadium
She like, “Ain’t you Ken Carson? Ain’t you X?” Hell yeah, that’s him
I got guns bigger than these niggas, I could never be scared of them
He was talking real tough ‘til a nigga shot that lead at him

Verse 2: Destroy Lonely
I get higher than a UFO, bitch, I’m an alien
I just got this ho from the Middle East, she Israelian
I just made a hundred thousand, stuffed it in some raver pants
Yeah, I just got a paper cut from countin’ all this paper, man
I come through, I’m dressed in all black like I was Satan, man
I just make one call like Ken Nugent ain’t no savin’ him
And they like “Lonely rich as fuck, I guess we should hate on him”
Huh, but I give no fucks, I’m overseas and I did Balenci’ my jeans
Huh, I called a brand new ho, she a freak, and she tryna eat my team
Huh, Alex Moss just did my ring, I make her kiss my ring
Yeah, she suck me clean, I make her spit just like listerine
Yeah, I pulled off in a Ghost, baby, like a mystery
Huh, a real big dawg, you ain’t seen nothin’ as big as me
They say they get as paid as me, but I agree to disagree
Itchin’, itchin’ for that paper, huh, money come to me
My trigger finger itchin’ for a halo and I’m finna squeeze
Chorus: Ken Carson
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
Walk in Magic City with a hunnid, threw the whole thing
I got rich before I turned 23, like LeBron James
Copped the Bentley Mulsanne, yeah, just to switch lanes
Copped the new SVJ, yeah, just to lose the brain
I copped new jewels, this a Stephen Curry tennis chain
Thirty-pointer every night, yeah, I’m in your bitch droppin’ thirty-pointers
Takin’ flights, yeah, with your bitch, we in Singapore
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outubro 21, 2023

Ken Carson, Destroy Lonely – Paranoid Lyrics

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Intro: Ken Carson
(Wake up, F1LTHY)
Huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh

Chorus: Ken Carson
And the Kel-Tec’ll make a nigga flip like gymnastics
I fuck Barbie bitches, yeah, yeah, all my hoes plastic
All my hoes know how to act, all my hoes classy
All my hoes fuck me like they life on the line
She fuckin’ with the gang, yeah, she know every gang sign
If I call her, she gon’ pull up, yeah, every time
I got one in the head, yeah, of my .9
I’m paranoid, I’ll take your life, yeah, before you take minе
Yeah, I’m paranoid
Verse: Destroy Lonely
Yeah, I’m paranoid
I got white diamonds and thеy colder than Illinois
I like freak hoes, they ain’t fuckin’ with y’all boys
I do free throws, I’ve been ballin’ with no court
Lil’ nigga, be quiet, you ain’t makin’ no noise
And my weed way louder than a speaker, lil’ boy
Lil’ shawty tryna fuck on me ‘cause she know I been the boy
I been havin’ cash, I been gettin’ money, yeah, boy
I’m in a Trackhawk, I do supercharging to it
My FN souped-up, this is not a toy
And I need my money first, before you proceed to move forward
And I got your ho on her knees, ‘cause she know she just met the Lord

agosto 1, 2023

Destroy Lonely – how u feel? Lyrics

Destroy Lonely – how u feel? ( Lyrics) Letra DestroyLonelyVEVO Destroy Lonely – how u feel? ( Lyrics)
Intro
Some say, “Nightmares are dreams perverted”
I told them, “It wasn’t a nightmare,” but they don’t believe me

Chorus
Huh (Huh), how you feel? (How you feel?)
Baby, I feel fine (I feel fine)
I need more dollar signs (Dollar signs)
But you came right on time (Right on time)
Can we turn off all these lights? (All these lights?)
Can I roll up, get a lil’ high? (Get a lil’ high?)
Every time I look in your eyes (Look in your eyes)
I look away mesmerized (Look mesmerized)
And you shine brighter than the stars that decorate the night sky (The night sky)
And all I rock is flawless diamonds, I hope you don’t mind (Hope you don’t mind)
And I promise to keep you close, if you promise you’re mine (Promise you’re mine)
And I been lapped them, no, it’s not close, I crossed the finish line (The finish line)
Verse 1
Yeah, I look like a supermodel, and all my draws is Calvin Klein
Yeah, my baby, she built like a bottle, and I’m finna take a sip right now
Yeah, I’m pourin’ some lines out the bottle, and I’m finna take a sip right now
Yeah, and I probably won’t see you tomorrow ‘cause I’m finna take a trip right now
Yeah, I’ve been gone
I lost my mind, and I’m tryna find my way back home
Baby, I’m a real Rolling Stone
I’ve been changed, I don’t do phones (Phones)
I won’t talk until the case closed (Closed)
Fuck 12, nigga, free my bros
I got a problem with keepin’ my clothes (Clothes)
And all my swag, they stole (Stole)
You can keep it, I don’t want it (Don’t want it)
And I’d throw all this shit away if I can’t give it to none of my homies (Yeah)
And I’d throw all this shit away if I can’t give it to none of my bitches (My bitches)
If a nigga talk down on my gang, then he gon’ leave here with some stitches (Stitches, huh)

Chorus
How you feel? (How you feel?)
Baby, I feel fine (I feel fine)
I need more dollar signs (More dollar signs)
But you came right on time (Came right on time)
Can we turn off all these lights? (All these lights?)
Can I roll up, get a lil’ high? (Get a lil’ high?)
Every time I look in your eyes (Look in your eyes)
I look away mesmerized (Look mesmerized)
And you shine brighter than the stars that decorate the night sky (The night sky)
And all I rock is flawless diamonds, I hope you don’t mind (Hope you don’t mind)
And I promise to keep you close, if you promise you’re mine (Yeah)
And I been lapped them, no, it’s not close, I crossed the finish line (The finish line)
Verse 2
And I’m not tellin’ lies
Got a mask on, no disguise (No disguise)
And the old me already died
Keep it on me, on my side
If you know me, know I’m fried
And I love you if you ridin’ (Huh)
And the doors in my brand-new ride (Huh)
Go up, they suicide (Suicide)
I was geeked off all them Roxies, livin’ on the top floor in the Roxy (Huh)
And my life done changed so promptly, cameras flashing, paparazzi (Huh)
And I only sip on Wockhardt and Tris to make me nauseous (Yeah)
And I always go hard, these niggas goin’ hardly (Yes)
I just bought her Goyard, she ride me like a Harley (Yes)
I told her she a superstar, and I just think she gnarly
Me and my gang in here, this a rich-nigga party
She brought her gang in here, this a bad-bitches party
I’m a raver but a real rockstar
Please, can we get guitars?
I’m an alien but not from Mars (No)
And these niggas try too hard
She playin’, baby, don’t you start (Huh)
Please don’t make this hard
I go NBA, but I’m not Vince Carter
That just mean I’m ballin’ and my money larger (Yes)
Chorus
Huh, how you feel? (How you feel?)
Baby, I feel fine (I feel fine)
I need more dollar signs (More dollar signs)
But you came right on time (Get back)
Can we turn off all these lights? (Lights)
Can I roll up, get a lil’ high? (Lil’ high)
Every time I look in your eyes (Look in your eyes)
I look away mesmerized (Look mesmerized)
And you shine brighter than the stars that decorate the night sky (The night sky)
And all I rock is flawless diamonds, I hope you don’t mind (Hope you don’t mind)
And I promise to keep you close, if you promise you’re mine (It’s lit)
And I been lapped them, no, it’s not close, I crossed the finish line (The finish line)
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maio 16, 2023

Lyrics Destroy Lonely – money & sex feat. Ken Carson

Destroy Lonely – money & sex feat. Ken Carson (Official Audio) Lyrics
[Intro: Ken Carson]
Yeah

[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 bitch out, I turn it to a visual
.30 clip on me, yeah, it’s digital
I’ma shoot that lil’ bitch ‘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 bitch, she goin’ convertible, she droppin’ the top, then I dip
I pull out her mouth, then I nut on her nipples

Haha, yeah
I got, I got my boy, my boy, the Top Floor Boss in this motherfucker, ayy, Lone
Ayy, tell these niggas what the fuck goin’ on
Yeah

[Verse 2: Destroy Lonely]
Uh, ARPs
Yeah, heavy metal, flared jeans I’m dripped like a cowboy, I’m totin’ the .38 special
Yeah, this bitch way too fine, I think she came from heaven
I get way, way too geeked up, bitch, but I ain’t never mess wit’ her, uh, uh
I love money and sex
Shawty said she pullin’ up, I tell her to bring her friends
I got ‘em all booted up, huh, off the X
I fucked ‘em all, we was all geeked up off the X
Uh, I’m ‘bout to get this bread
Yeah, Glock hold 30, one got 30 in the clip and one in the head, uh
Most of my hoes, they want it, then I fuck ‘em good and disappear, uh
I’m getting stupid money, sped
I put 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 ho if she tryna fuck, and she said, “Yes”
I took her straight to the Louis store and bought her a brand new dress, huh
I ain’t pullin’ over, nah, if I see 12
‘Cause I got a V12, and my engine is from hell
We the shit if you askin’, “What’s the smell?”
We been 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 bitch
I can tell that his bitch wanna fuck by the way that she look at my wrist
I’m totin’ that VECTOR, I’m totin’ that stick
And this ho’ ten millimeters, I can make a nigga dance like Chris Brown
Don’t bring your bitch ‘round me, ‘cause if I like that bitch, then you know that lil’ bitch gettin’ dicked down
She ain’t want me back then, but now I’m tatted up and got money, I’m the shit now
Now everywhere I go I pop out, and everybody want a pic’ now
Now everybody wanna fuck with the O, gotta offer your soul to kick down
If I go broke, I’ma kick in your door, huh, I’m takin’ your shit 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 fine for real, I love all types of bitches
I don’t a got a limit, I ain’t reach the height, the peak, baby, I’m still gettin’ richer
I’ma stack up a milli’, a milli’, a milli’, way past a hundred, then cop a Richard
I’m all on your crib, fuckin’ your wife, the X-MAN fuckin’ your sister
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

[Bridge: Destroy Lonely & Ken Carson]
Yeah, you know we with all the bullshit, no bap
Fuck goin’ on? (Grab the 5, yeah)
The fuck— the fuck goin’ on (Grab the 5, grab the 5, grab the trip, the trip)
Yeah

[Chorus: Ken Carson]
Glock 19, MAC-11
FN, Five-seveN
AR-15 send a fuck-nigga to heaven
I get geeked up, bitch, I don’t do Percocets
I love money and sex
Shawty gon’ pull up, told her, “Bring that neck”
I fucked her off the G6, so I ain’t break no sweat
He think he invincible ‘cause he got a bulletproof vest
Fuck it, shoot his head
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