Ken Carson - Freestyle 1 lyrics

(Neilaworld)
(Oh my God, he on X Games mode)

All you do is lose, you come in last
I come in first
All she want me to do is make
Her laugh and take off her shirt
When I fuck my bitch
I don't even make her take off her skirt
'Cause when we fuck and split, yeah
She know I'ma make her cum first
If you ain't talkin money, lil' boy
I don't wanna converse
And before I do anything
I roll up a blunt and pour some syrup
And when I'm not high
It's easy for you to get on my nerves
And if the feds catch me
They gon' try and put me under the dirt

I got a Glock with a switch and


A stick with a shell catcher
If I up it, boy, I swear I won't
Miss, I put that on my gang
Yessir
I put that on my gang, yessir
I put that on my gang, for sure
And if you want some smoke, if you
Want some problem, then shit, lil' nigga
Let's go
Huh, I just fuck my bitch good
And rock out my show
I'm on the South side
I got a big nine and a big K to tote
If I wanna get high
Got a whole pint and a whole P to smoke
Bitch, I got more money and more
Weed than George Jung got blow
And I stay lowkey
But I'm still poppin' my shit on the low
That Maybach drive it'self, I don't
Even gotta touch the wheel
That bitch just go
And before I got rich
I been poppin' my shit from head to toe
Swaggin' shit from head to toe
Fuckin' bitches that you know
Huh, let me switch up my flow
I been performing coast to coast
Ridin' in a Rolls-Royce, yeah, this a Ghost
I celebrate every day, yeah, make a toast
I be flexin' every day, yeah
Still don't post it
She said you lowkey and she
Love how I stroke it
Racks stuffed in my jeans
It's hard for her to stay focused
She said she love me, but I already noticed
She want double C
I bought that lil' bitch a Coach
All I see is me 'cause I
Know all these hoes on go
I'm stiff on everybody
I'm not easy to approach
And I'm pullin' up 'bout it
I up that stick if I don't know you
Wet your whole gang up like water, yeah
This stick a Super Soaker
Hit him in his leg
Made him do the Hokey Pokey
I hit her from the back
This bitch can't do nothin' but fold up
I told this bitch I lied
She believed everything I told her
I told that bitch I got six wives
And she ain't give no fucks
She just wanna live it up
Yeah, she just wanna go shoppin' and
Go on a lil' date
Huh, she just wanna get laid, yeah
I just wanna get paid, yeah
Designer my shades, yeah
Designer my fit
Diamonds all white like grit's
I was down bad on my dick
I ain't have nothin', nigga
I ain't have shit
Now I'm gettin' money, yeah
Yeah, I'm the shit
Uh
You ain't gettin' nothin', yeah
Yeah, you ain't shit
Uh
You ain't got no money, but
You worried 'bout that bitch
Huh
If you ain't got no bitches
Why you all on my dick?
I been puttin' in too much time
Too much work for this shit
And I ain't never in my feelings
I don't never gotta vent

All you do is lose, you come in last
I come in first
(Yeah)
All she want me to do is make
Her laugh and take off her shirt
When I fuck my bitch
I don't even make her take off her skirt
'Cause when we fuck and split, yeah
She know I'ma make her cum first
If you ain't talkin money, lil' boy
I don't wanna converse
And before I do anything
I roll up a blunt and pour some syrup
And when I'm not high
It's easy for you to get on my nerves
And if the feds catch me
They gon' try and put me under the dirt