Destroy Lonely, Ken Carson, Lil Tecca - Shoulda Listened lyrics

Yeah yeah (Loesoe goin' crazy)
Yeah, yeah

Everyday I wake up, ay, in a different mood
Hold on, let me put on my jewels
Let me freshen up real quick
Yeah, I'm 'bouta turn my swag on, bitch
This broke ass ho can't brag on shit
I'm braggin' on my neck and wrist
Know my shit shine, know my shit glisten
She want Dior, Dior, Dior, Dior
But I'm no Christian
Balenciaga all on me, or this Marni on me
I just check out my vision
This Chrome Hearts on my wrist
Got niggas pissed, nah, his bitch missing
Told you I'd take your ho, I fuck your bitch
You shoulda listened
Yeah, you shoulda listened
Yeah, bitch you shoulda listened
Yeah, lil' bitch you shoulda listened
Yeah, lil' bitch you shoulda listened

Yeah, cut her off, I ain't missing
Bad hoes still tricking
I know these little niggas, they at practice
When a broke nigga try my name now
That's the only thing get me offended
Shit we do everyday, you be flexing
No, your bad is not bad as my exes
If you talking 'bout money it lessens
Only get to my head if I let it
How much bitches on me, I regret it
When a nigga said, "Fuck it", I meant it
Everything classified like it's netted
And my bitches they bad with no edit's
And your bitches they came with no edges
Only talk if the money get sent in

Yeah, yeah
Only talk if the money get sent in
I got this bad ass bitch
And I put her on timeout I call it detention
I'm in this fast ass whip, lil' boy
You can't even catch up with this
I only rock the clearest diamonds bitch
They shine like Christmas
We in this bitch gettin' way too geeked up
Bruh is you tryna hit this?
I swear I done crossed off like every
Freak ho off my hit list
I swear I done crossed every opp
Nigga off my hit list
Yeah, I ain't got no time for that, yeah
I'm minding my bidness
I only got some time for racks, yeah
I'm minding my bidness
Said I already hit your thot, dawg yeah
You shoulda listened
You a bitch, but you say you top dog, yeah
That don't make no sense man
While you niggas be all on Xbox, yeah
We play with them sticks man

We play with them sticks, yeah
Ain't talking Call of Duty
He say he with the shit's, yeah
Told that boy to prove it
Got a new text from your bitch, yeah
This ho just sent some nudes in
Said she wanna suck my dick
Yeah, I said "Okay", then flew her in
One thing about these hoes they wanna
Fuck on a young Carson Ken
Cause your bitch, she ain't even know
I ain't had no clout
I ain't had no money back then
But now I'm rocking shows, and now look
Bitch that money in
I'm shittin' on them niggas that wasn't
Fucking with me back then
Now I got power 'bout that ho
I ain't talking no ranger
A young nigga tote that banger
It knock you out and give you a stain up
Look how the tables turned when I came up
The same money I'm flexing could
Be on your brain, bruh
These niggas talk down when they
Bring my name up
Just know when I see that lil' boy, yo ass up